
Letter 2 - Amethyst
Hi Pearl,
I didn't actually expect you to write back, but I'm glad you did. Boy, you ARE pretty formal, but I forgive you. It's just, kind of weird with letter writing, but I think it'll set in with the time. Call me a typical millennial, but it's still pretty damn tempting to write acronyms in here just for the sake of it. I'll just go for it. LMFAO.
This felt weird to write on paper. Whatever. (Also, I only eat babies for lunch, thank you very much.)
Sorry for the delay in response, I've been kinda busy since my parents keep getting me occupied. Those past few weeks I've been magically finding myself in a position of volunteering for whatever in school despite having not signed up for it. It's kinda pathetic how much they're trying to make it look like a fun place to be, what with all those festivals, bake sales, or whatever event they keep setting up. Glad I'm a senior, so I won't have to deal with this for much longer. I don't know what they're thinking - I really, really don't. If they want me to get into social interaction with the assholes in my age group, they're going for it the wrong way. And I already have friends. It's just long distance is all.
Also, no, feel free to pry! There's literally nothing dark or embarrassing enough that I would hide from anybody that asks. It's my parents, yeah - they SAY it's their jobs, but I think they just don't want to be stuck in one place for too long, whatever the reason is for that. My theory is that they're being chased by the mafia and we have to hide. That would make things a lot more exciting, and trust me, moving isn't fun.
You do still attend high school, right? How is it? I feel like all students have a mutual connection of just, pure hatred, but I could be wrong.
Looking forward to hearing from you,
Amethyst