Hi. I'm Brianna. 18.

Brianna's Diary (Long story short)

I never knew I love him. I didn't know it was him all along. While I was grieving for Peter, there he was beside me. He never left. I was standing in the cold rain, frightened and confused, but then he appeared and gave me his black leather coat. Pitifully looking at his brown eyes, he said "It's okay. I'm used to it."

Although I never was sure if he meant it, but I believed it.

Hi. I'm Brianna, 18, city girl staying in a small town with grandparents for the summer. It's like a ritual. I have always lived with them every summer. Yes every summer my friends live 2 hours away from me. I had my first boyfriend when I was 13. His name was Peter. He's from the city too. He's got the looks, the brain, and the money. This is why I said yes. But boy was I ever complicated, we only lasted a month. I broke up with him because of another guy. They say I'm a bitch. I say yes, but a cold beautiful one. I need to keep this bitchy attitude. Wanna know why? It is because I need to guard my heart. My friends say I'm an independent kind of girl. I don't easily get attached to things. They always come to me for love advice and I always tell them not to give your hundred percent, don't let the heart rule, and don't expect them to text you back. Those were the things I remind myself so to save my fragile heart. But yes, I get brokenhearted too, especially for Peter, but it wasn't because I loved them but because they've found another and that did stung my pride. For the past 5 years, I've dated just few guys, played with their hearts, and left my heart cold until small town guy happened.

"Brianna, why are you so cold-hearted? I know you don't like like him but give the guy a chance. For God's sake you've known him for years now. When you needed a friend, he was there. Maybe it's much better than holding on to Peter." Madison says as she tied my hair up for a ponytail. We're neighbours and have been best of friends since preschool years. We only see each other during summer though. It was 1 o'clock in the morning and all I could ever do was to look at my face in the mirror and admire about how pretty I am. Yes, I do love myself above everything else.

"Okay fine. But just for tonight." I rolled my eyes and took my phone from my purse. "Hey, you can pick me up at my neighbour's place." I texted him. This is a small town and well, people likes to hang out in the dawn at the park.

I was wearing my gray bench sweater and black shorts. He arrived in front of Madison's house so she walked with me to the gate and then she whispered "remember how he has no idea about music genres?" She smirked. I, again, rolled my eyes at her. She is trying to discourage me. Sure we have different worlds but how can someone NOT know what music genres are... Maybe he was drunk or something.

"Hey, you look different. You're not the same little boy I knew before." I smiled and so did he. I turned back to Madison who I knew was laughing on the inside. Then we rode on his car. Once we get to the park, he introduced me to his friends who were drinking alcohol and just chilling. "Hey guys, meet my all time crush, Brianna."

I felt uneasy. I felt something I never felt before. I looked at him and saw a man. Yes he smokes and drinks. But I was attracted by everything he does. The way he talks, the way he moves gives me a tingling feeling. Was it my hormones talking?
"Hey what if you found out I'm a bad boy?" He asked randomly as to which I replied, "If you were a bad boy, you'd be in jail right now, not out here."

I didn't drink nor smoked. I just went to see what they do in this place at this time. These aren't the kind of people you see me hanging out with. They've been living and studying in this town their whole life. You see I'm more of a city girl.

"Hey, Brianna, wanna come with me to the canteen to buy chips?" He asked me. I nodded and gladly went with him along with his guy friend named Marcel. We're on our way to the canteen. It was a small canteen in the middle of the huge park we're at.