Dear Lav, I Hate You

It all started with an anonymous letter… A letter of hate, addressed to my teacher. I didn’t want anyone to read it. But I accidentally left it in one of the library books. He wasn't supposed to find it. And... he definitely shouldn’t have replied. Now we communicate through notes and stickers that we leave inside the book. One sticker. Two. Ten. We are getting closer, learning each other’s secrets. It was a fun game until I found out who I was corresponding with… Xavier Emery. The king of my basketball-obsessed town, a troublemaker, and a guy I shouldn’t fall for. But we have rules: we must not see each other and must keep the contents of the notes a secret from the whole world. This is very important. The truth would destroy our lives. I am fine with this game. Even if Mr. Popularity finds out that he is corresponding with me, he is unlikely to be able to love me back…