Dear Diary Chapter 3
Going to school to face the wrath of Cyndle Jhonson
August 29, 2007
Dear Diary,
He should be here to pick me up any minute now and I would just like to say, before I go, that you've been the best friend that anyone could ever imagine. You listen, never say anything stupid, and, to date, you have never once embarrassed me. So thank you. This may be the last time we speak so I think I should tell you that I've willed everything to either you, my tree-hugging parents, or Nick. Cyndle could kill me today but I am prepared to face my fate. (I want to be cremated to nice cindery crisp ashes-being as how my body will be unrecognizable anyway- and released somewhere near an ocean but at least 100 miles away from this town.)
Goodbye
Love, Anabel Grey
I slowly closed the book and placed it in its resting place, silently praying that I would see it again. I know what you're thinking- ooh one little cheerleader cannot possibly be that bad- but you have never met Cyndle, unless you live in Hayes Crossing then you have my condolences, so I cannot expect you to understand. It's not just Cyndle either, though this might be a little easier if it was, but a lot of the girls at Hayes High like Nick. I mean he's got looks, money, a nice car, and he's pretty smart. My parents make plenty of money being environmentalists, I think I should mention before you get the wrong impression, they are scientists and where better to live if you like nature than Hayes Crossing? But we'll talk about that some other time.
I brushed my hair and teeth quickly. I didn't notice until I turned to face the mirror on the back of my door that I was dressed in all black. Giving myself a shaky laugh I changed into lighter jeans and a red top. I put my hand against the widow and felt that it was cold, I hated Hayes during August because you never knew if you were going to sweat or freeze to death that day, and grabbed a bigger jacket from my closet. Liking the uplifting look, I grabbed my backpack, just as I heard a knock on the front door. Why he insisted on knocking I'll never know, I gave him a key a few years ago. And I dashed down the hall, slowing for the stairs, and again speeding to the door. I opened it quickly and was rewarded with his arms enveloping me.
He hugged me close and ran his fingers through my soft black hair. "I dreamt of you." he stated simply, seemingly to no one as his smooth voice was just a whisper.
"I hope it was a wonderful dream." I said hugging him tighter. He pulled his head back to see my face. Looking into his I suddenly wondered if we had ever been 'just friends'. His face was familiar, but different, more beautiful than I remembered. His eyes deeper pools of green that caused labored breathing. His smell was sweeter and more inviting.
"Ooh," he assured me, brushing his fingers along my cheek. "It was very much so an amazing dream."
"I dreamed of funerals, namely my own." I frowned.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be, lots of people came, it was lovely." He laughed, then leaned down to kiss me. This one was different too. It was deeper and slower than it had been the night before, and this time when he pulled away he spoke.
"Now are you happier?" He asked smirking and taking my hand, leading me to the car.
I laughed getting in, "Yep. But I don't think that's going to fix all of my problems. He started the car and we drove to school, talking about ego's the whole two blocks. This wasn't at all how I imagined it would be, and I was surprised, there was no awkwardness between us, everything was like it usually was except for now we kissed a lot more often. I reasoned with myself that it could only be because I wasn't doing anything different because I had loved him my whole life.
Getting out of the car and walking towards school made me feel like I was a prisoner on death row, and it didn't help when Nick reached over and boldly claimed my hand, but my body wasn't willing to let go. Since his last name was Altobeli and mine was Grey our lockers were quite some space apart, regardless of how few students there were at Hayes. He released my hand and I went on to mine while he worked on getting his locker open. I took a swift look around and gave a sigh of relief when I realized that no one had noticed.
My locker was farther down the hall and around a turn so when I got to it I noticed that more people where in the school. "we got here later than I'm used to' I reminded myself. Then I heard Remmy, who I was pretty sure was gay, Alex, his sidekick, Rebecca, Stacey and a couple of my other friends run up behind me. "Ooh my gosh! We have been looking for you all morning, you'll never believe what happened at the game last night!" Remmy proudly declared.
"We lost-"
"NOOOOOO. We WON!!!!" Wow so I hadn't been the only one to score last night. I was in shock when I felt a pull from behind. Nick pulled me around to face him and in front of the gathering crowd, waiting to break the news to the unsuspecting non-football game going town Hayes hater. He kissed me. I couldn't help putting my arms around his neck, I couldn't help kissing him back, I loved him. It was a passionate kiss and It was specifically designed to inform the world that I was his and he was mine.
When we, finally, stopped everyone was silent. He gave me a reassuring smile and led me through the stunned crowd. No one turned to watch us leave, they all just stared at the spot where we had been standing when he kissed me with their mouths hanging open. I heard Stacey give a sort of squeak. And then I caught the eyes of Cyndle, farther down the hall. She was the only one not stunned. Then she gave me an evil smile and turned towards her chemistry class.
Dear Diary,
He should be here to pick me up any minute now and I would just like to say, before I go, that you've been the best friend that anyone could ever imagine. You listen, never say anything stupid, and, to date, you have never once embarrassed me. So thank you. This may be the last time we speak so I think I should tell you that I've willed everything to either you, my tree-hugging parents, or Nick. Cyndle could kill me today but I am prepared to face my fate. (I want to be cremated to nice cindery crisp ashes-being as how my body will be unrecognizable anyway- and released somewhere near an ocean but at least 100 miles away from this town.)
Goodbye
Love, Anabel Grey
I slowly closed the book and placed it in its resting place, silently praying that I would see it again. I know what you're thinking- ooh one little cheerleader cannot possibly be that bad- but you have never met Cyndle, unless you live in Hayes Crossing then you have my condolences, so I cannot expect you to understand. It's not just Cyndle either, though this might be a little easier if it was, but a lot of the girls at Hayes High like Nick. I mean he's got looks, money, a nice car, and he's pretty smart. My parents make plenty of money being environmentalists, I think I should mention before you get the wrong impression, they are scientists and where better to live if you like nature than Hayes Crossing? But we'll talk about that some other time.
I brushed my hair and teeth quickly. I didn't notice until I turned to face the mirror on the back of my door that I was dressed in all black. Giving myself a shaky laugh I changed into lighter jeans and a red top. I put my hand against the widow and felt that it was cold, I hated Hayes during August because you never knew if you were going to sweat or freeze to death that day, and grabbed a bigger jacket from my closet. Liking the uplifting look, I grabbed my backpack, just as I heard a knock on the front door. Why he insisted on knocking I'll never know, I gave him a key a few years ago. And I dashed down the hall, slowing for the stairs, and again speeding to the door. I opened it quickly and was rewarded with his arms enveloping me.
He hugged me close and ran his fingers through my soft black hair. "I dreamt of you." he stated simply, seemingly to no one as his smooth voice was just a whisper.
"I hope it was a wonderful dream." I said hugging him tighter. He pulled his head back to see my face. Looking into his I suddenly wondered if we had ever been 'just friends'. His face was familiar, but different, more beautiful than I remembered. His eyes deeper pools of green that caused labored breathing. His smell was sweeter and more inviting.
"Ooh," he assured me, brushing his fingers along my cheek. "It was very much so an amazing dream."
"I dreamed of funerals, namely my own." I frowned.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be, lots of people came, it was lovely." He laughed, then leaned down to kiss me. This one was different too. It was deeper and slower than it had been the night before, and this time when he pulled away he spoke.
"Now are you happier?" He asked smirking and taking my hand, leading me to the car.
I laughed getting in, "Yep. But I don't think that's going to fix all of my problems. He started the car and we drove to school, talking about ego's the whole two blocks. This wasn't at all how I imagined it would be, and I was surprised, there was no awkwardness between us, everything was like it usually was except for now we kissed a lot more often. I reasoned with myself that it could only be because I wasn't doing anything different because I had loved him my whole life.
Getting out of the car and walking towards school made me feel like I was a prisoner on death row, and it didn't help when Nick reached over and boldly claimed my hand, but my body wasn't willing to let go. Since his last name was Altobeli and mine was Grey our lockers were quite some space apart, regardless of how few students there were at Hayes. He released my hand and I went on to mine while he worked on getting his locker open. I took a swift look around and gave a sigh of relief when I realized that no one had noticed.
My locker was farther down the hall and around a turn so when I got to it I noticed that more people where in the school. "we got here later than I'm used to' I reminded myself. Then I heard Remmy, who I was pretty sure was gay, Alex, his sidekick, Rebecca, Stacey and a couple of my other friends run up behind me. "Ooh my gosh! We have been looking for you all morning, you'll never believe what happened at the game last night!" Remmy proudly declared.
"We lost-"
"NOOOOOO. We WON!!!!" Wow so I hadn't been the only one to score last night. I was in shock when I felt a pull from behind. Nick pulled me around to face him and in front of the gathering crowd, waiting to break the news to the unsuspecting non-football game going town Hayes hater. He kissed me. I couldn't help putting my arms around his neck, I couldn't help kissing him back, I loved him. It was a passionate kiss and It was specifically designed to inform the world that I was his and he was mine.
When we, finally, stopped everyone was silent. He gave me a reassuring smile and led me through the stunned crowd. No one turned to watch us leave, they all just stared at the spot where we had been standing when he kissed me with their mouths hanging open. I heard Stacey give a sort of squeak. And then I caught the eyes of Cyndle, farther down the hall. She was the only one not stunned. Then she gave me an evil smile and turned towards her chemistry class.
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