Chapter eight: The diary

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As Heather stormed around the hotel where all the 'losers' were staying she couldn't help but feel anger at Alejandro for what had happened. Sure she had treated him worse but still! She should've known he was exactly the same person he was last year.

A jerk, a manipulative jerk.

"Hey if you're done crying about your boyfriend would you mind helping us with YOUR bags"!

Heather turned around seeing Jo and Lighting practically dragging her suitcases which were delivered not too long ago.

"Fine whatever"! The playa was as boring as ever to be honest. Lindsay was just plain old stupid Jo and Ligthing just fought and Sam played video games leaving heather bored as hell. Just then something caught the corner of her eye. A journal was wedged into her suitcase and she was completely positive it wasn't hers. Heather didn't journal other than if she was plotting to get people out which was alway skinny black notebook.

This notebook was leather with a gold binding. Making sure lightning and Jo weren't watching Heather snatched the notebook and retreated up to her bedroom. SHe opened it and gasped "its alejandros"! She muttered under her breath. She wasn't sure if it was in her bag on purpose or not but she felt ever so tempted to read it.

Slowly she turned to the front page which was around the date of the beginning of world tour. Nothing was two exciting towards the beginning but once she flipped a bit further into it she wished she didn't. She gasped not believing what she had just read.

Alejandro actually loved her. She shook her head telling herself it wasn't true. He probably knew she was going to see this. But deep down she wondered if it was true. The words played over and over again in her head. He said he loved her.

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