I don't know what you're talking about.
Well, mostly.
I'm not stalking you.
Definitely.
I am where I am and when I am because I am needed there.
You just appear randomly.
Sporadic appearances that are typically unwelcome are not call voyeristic.
They're just unlikely, but totaly valid, occurances.
Do you seriously think I follow you around?
I have a life.
Sort of.
And, you don't have to talk about your significant other.
I know that already.
I don't even know why I thought we could have possibly had anything.
I don't want a relationship.
I'm pretty sure anyway.
And attraction?
You're an idiot.
Despite the possibilities.
Love
That's not my name.
YOU ARE READING
Notes to Nobody
Teen FictionUm... hi? You don't know me. But... Here are my notes to nobody. A/N: This isn't based on real life, but is a writing exercise to check voice and tone. This is also a slice of life, so be aware that not all chapters are going to be interesting.
