Febuary 28. 11:33am

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Dear Diary,

Haha no. I'm not a girly bubbly teen, fuck saying 'Dear Diary'

Okay, let's start over. Hello. I'm Yazelyne. The popular girl in school, I have a hot boyfriend named Caleb, I'm on FaceBook with my friends all the time, you know, the usual.

Just kidding, let's take a snap back to reality. I'm Yazelyne White, and I'm the school outcast.

Sure I have two friends, Madison and Connor, but that's nothing compared to the other 800 people that hate me.

And I mean hate me.

And I don't mind it, really, I've dealt with it since the first grade, but what I do mind is Caleb, yes, the one I said was my boyfriend? Yeah, he's not, only my crush since the second grade, and also, the cousin of the enemy... Yup, you guessed it, Caleb is  Sarela Daleson's cousin. Torture it is really.

I'm not even joking.

Its true torture.

She knows I like him, and of course, being the babboon's ass that she is, she uses it against me.

Well, let me get to the point. This diary? It was hers. I took it from her earlier. It's not like I would buy a diary... But anyways. I took it from her during math class.

-imaginary whooshing sound to make it seem like a flashback-

So, before math class, I was at my locker, locker 28 to be exact, and she, and her wanna-be-bitchy 'crew', came up to me in the hall.

"Hey Mrs. I-want-Caleb-but-I-dont-have-a-chance, getting ready for math?" she says and snaps her fingers. The snap is her signature after she 'roasts' somebody, as she says.

Back to the point. So, she knocks my books out of my hands, "oops" she says in her little priss voice and her friends laugh. "W-Whoa Sarela, I'm so sorry for what happened" I tell her. She's obviously confused, and I smirk. "Oops" I say to mock her voice. "I thought you were raped by a gang of crayons, but it's just your make-up" I say, then pick up my books and walk to math.

After about five minutes, her and her posse of walking shit-buckets comes in and sits in front of me.
Get your big ego out of the way. I want to tell Sarela, who's sitting right in front of me, but I stay shut, knowing that shed say something embarrassing in front of the angel. AKA Caleb. He sits about five desks away from me, but that's close enough for Sarela to say something.

ANYWAY, it was about half an hour into math class, and I notice her bookbag is slightly open, and I see her...notebook? No. Her diary.

Since everyone was paying attention to Mr. Greenbay, I reach forward and take it out her bag.

After class we have a break time, so I decided to go into the school bathroom, which, nobody enters, and read through the enemy's diary, see what I can hold against her, but to my surprise, and disappointment, it was completely empty.

-sigh-

I thought, I'll just burn it then, but then I thought why not just use it? And now, here I am.

Well class is starting now, I'll update you all later of course. Haha I'm talking as if someone is reading reading this... Whatever. Bye.

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