☀︎︎ wannabe babygirl

start outs

feburary 13th , 2021 .
hello again journal , its Melisande again . today's the day where I get to plan the valentine's dance ! mrs dunning let me decide to decorate the gymnasium with anything i wanted because the school body chose me to decorate it in the things i love most, HEARTS! im deciding and planning on how im gonna arrange the stadium , and what ill wear to the dance . i dont have a date to the dance yet but im not really worried about it cause i never really get picked for anything , sides the fact that im known for getting thrown out of my house for something i didn't even do . so , of course i live on my own in a hotel room that i bought for the next few weeks til i get back on my feet especially to get back to work . i just hope i don't do this all for nothing .. but ill catch up with you later on what happens today . see ya ♡
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i walked to school again , on my 3 hour long walk to school since i was too young to drive , didn't know how to ride a bike , and of course my parents not being there for me . *sigh* Oh what the hell , anyways, i decided to wear my most favorite outfit,  aka my pink heart long sleeve with red pants,  and heart clips to match the outfit in my curly hair . i had gotten it straightened the day  before , which was weird to me and to a lot of other people cause i usually have curly hair . Anyways , i'm heading to first period , the best class for me, English.  we're doing a essay on what we think love is about . so i went to my locker and it was FULL of anonymous notes , it couldnt have just been from one person.. could it have? i looked around , it didn't seem suspicious cause everyone was minding their own business talking so i mean , i didn't really say anything. 
"hi beautiful" one of them said , another one said "mi amor mio , te quiero mucho" , i just kept reading them one by one , i was confused at this point . i put them in my backpack and headed out to first period.
Phil's POV:
"oh my god she read it" I say hyperventilating a bit with excitement . I smile and calm myself down as if I were with her right now , for her to calm me down cause i was so happy with euphoria . God I love her so much , I would do anything for her , anything to hold her for hours . I smiled watching her walk with the clunky sound of her boots from a distance.
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i grabbed my favorite pen and jotted down some little notes i wanted to talk and write about.  we even had to present these to the whole class , i turned red when the teacher told us we had to read it in front of the class cause this was a topic i really cared about . and most people knew i was into the lovecore aesthetic and so they all knew how much i would write. even the teacher did !! she put me first because she knew it would take longer . she gave us about 45 minutes to write down our thoughts and the rest of the time wouldve been presenting . i was a fast writer so i wrote at least 2 pages in less than 10 minutes . i literally wrote a mini book *laugh* as i was thinking,  i made eye contact with Phil Rudd .
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Phil:
"God she looked at me🥺❤" i whispers to myself fastly breathing . i smiled at her but she was beautifully focusing on writing .
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i was super focused on my writing that i didn't stop writing for like 20 minutes . i took a hand break and that was when me and angus made eye contact . i smiled at him and dropped my glasses cause my nose was so small . i heard a shatter and i stiffened . my glasses broke .
"dammit i broke them again" i sighed and put them back in the frames until i got back to the hotel . then , time was up .
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"Alright , Mrs Toslanda , your up" she says to me . i was red , but i wasn't afraid , i was just afraid about how it would come out . i had practiced my speech as being like a poet at home with my parents.