Dear Diary • Coroika Story •

Mid Point

"Hm, at least you keep a nice house.,... " Glasses said.

"Nope, I never clean this, its just lucky that I don't make messes here, the only place I clean are my bedroom and sometimes the kitchen,. "

"Places... " Glasses muttered, "anyways where do I put this?! "

"Just leave it on the table please! "

"Ugh... " Glasses slowly saddled his way to the table and placed it on the chair. Glasses straightened his back and walked over to Goggles who was reading the book he had gotten. "What are you reading? " Glasses asked.

"About me~" Goggles responded, "I'm stuck at this page.... "

"Can't read? That's a new low even for you... "

"No.... I'm stuck at this sentence because it means so much to me... " Goggles looked up to Glasses and pointed at the book. "What's it say? " Glasses asked.

.... 'In the future, I bet there will be no door he won't be able to open.. '

"Uhm,.. Who's notebook is this....? " Glasses asked , his voice showed he was worried on the inside. For fear of 'invading privacy'. "I think it's Riders.. " Goggles said. Glasses was surprised he could mention him, he would be flushed with emotions if anyone else besides him mentioned Rider.

"How are you so sure? " Glasses asked.

"This hand writing looks familiar.... And he talks about me in the book!! " Goggles said.

"Where does it say that?? " Glasses said.

"Page... Um.... 36."

"Read it out loud then.. "

"Sure thing"

(You can skip this part)

"Today is September 16, there's a tournament going on, someone else better win  that's not team Green, I swear they win every season;"

"That's not the page! "

"Oh right. "

"I've met so many people that's are sweet and nice,

(I also keep telling myself this isn't a diary, just a book where I can talk to myself,  just a place for my secrets, not a diary)

I may have lose so many battles, which upsets me, no one really could enjoy defeat. But I have to carry him everywhere I go, he's gotten so attached to me, he has to be in front if the audience, what an embarrassment at times....

He's also quite annoying.. I can't believe everyone else finds him 'entertaining'.

Though in normal days I find him sitting on the front porch waiting for me.

Also the fact that he only eats a specific food, his favorite, is what I'd consider so picky! Just be happy with what you get, but of course he eat other food outside, he carries it in his bag.

I have to use his in this book, he knows where this is, so he can read it anytime..!  I don't know if he likes it when others write about him.

They say when someone talks about you you're ears burn.

If that's the case my ears always burn... I just hope it's good messages their sending about me.. Though of course I couldn't imagine a life with out him.. Mostly because my imagination isn't as big as his.

Anyways, that's the entry for this page."

"That's it. " Goggles said and closed the book.

"Let me see if there's more-"

"Wait-! "

Glasses snatched the book from Goggles hands, and quickly looked for other pages with Goggles. He skipped two pages and saw a photo if Rider... And his mother. At that moment Glasses snapped and froze.

"Don't just take things with out permission! " Goggles snatched the book back and didn't even look at the page Glasses marked, but he shut it and placed it in the table.

"Anyways you better leave unless you want to keep reminding reading this page over and over again" Goggles warned.

"Yeah.... Sure"

Glasses was escorted out and the door behind him shut.

"Didn't Rider... Live with his mom?! "