Kalopsia (on hold rn)

Dear Diary...

 
Lelani's pov :

(Back in lelani's bedroom)

      My fingers intertwined with the tassel ends of my Throw blanket as I lay on my bed, mentally arguing with myself to not fall asleep. Listening to maritza beg khatia to drive her to the cafe was not my plan today.

' khatia, please just get your ass up and take her' Sofia groans. Sitting on the cream carpeted rug,infront of a large full length mirror.

' besides' she breathes out,turning around to face us all as she dropped a tired arm from straightening her hair,
' I realllllyyyy want to buy a fancy box of cupcakes from there so we can take cute insta pics' she grins, once again Turning back to the mirror.

       After almost an hour of bickering, they all finally decided to head out to the cafe. I declined on tagging along, don't get me wrong I love them with all my heart but having alone time will always be needed no matter how happy I am.

  Jumping off of my bed, I walked over to the crack space between my wardrobe and my wall where I hid my journals. Ever since I got my first journal I always hid it there, it's impossible to find. Sof says I'm like elena Gilbert, which is what got me into watching the vampire diaries in the first place and I can proudly say I don't regret my decision. My fingers glide through the leather black spine, pulling it out of the crack and dusting off any dust, I flicked through the pages from beginning, all the way till the end. Saying goodbye to a book is like being forced to  break a good Bond with someone.
After almost 10 minutes of idiotically smiling at my ex journal, I put it in a box under my bed until I heard a light tap, indicating that the box had gone far back.

   Walking back over to my wardrobe. I opened the double doors reaching to grab the first book my hands laid on.

WOW.
That's one thickk book,I thought as I could barely see up their,only using my hands as eyes.

One of my many talents. Thought it was important information for you to know, No,
I'm not showing off.

  The book I was holding was a dark green hard cover,a string to mark the book page as any normal diary, it was 360 pages long from the numbers at the bottom but what caught my eyes was what was engraved on the back cover.

At the very bottom it said :

J'ai hâte de te revoir

'I can't wait to see you' I mumbled to myself.Tilting my head slightly,squinting at the writing .

See who ?

What a stupid thing to write,out of every quote in the world you pick that.

Shaking my head, I climb back under my bed covers.

   It's just so comfy and a bed will always be there by your side,always there waiting for you to just climb in and sleep your way through the struggle in life. Just those few hours are peaceful. So DONT JUDGE ME, I bet your in bed reading this right now!

Flicking through the pages once again, trying to take in that there's 360 pages I have to waist my ink on.

Considering this book will be by my side for a long time, I should start from the beginning. Clicking my black pen because I only write in black or red, any other colour just grossed me out.

Especially blue ! Yuck, reminds me of school and I hate it.

Anyways.... back to my dramatic past full of blood,tears shed and sweat. My pen glided onto the first page,on the very top line.

Dear Diary,