Obsession

Joslyn. Such a sweet name isn't it. So is she I bet. I don't even have to talk to her to know how great she is. I can just tell by looking at her . She is so beautiful. How her long dark hair always looks so good. Especially when her side bangs slightly fall over her face when she is reading during lunch. Her ways. So perfect. Oh she is so light and happy around everyone. Nothing ever seems to bring her down. How can one person be just so wonderful in my eyes? How is she the only one I notice? Why can't she notice me? Nobody ever notices me.

Illidan was his name. He was a quiet boy. In the 11th grade along with Joslyn. He didn't make friends easily because he would just block everyone out. He was a nice looking man with long black hair that swept over his eyes. And deep sea green eyes that any girl would die in by looking at them. He was tall and quite pale. He looked like one of the anime guys you would see on a 13 year old girls computer wallpaper. Every girl in the 9th and 10th grade had a thing for him, but he never noticed. He only noticed Joslyn. There was one other thing that caught his attention other then Joslyn though. His journal. You would never see him without it. He would write in it all the time. He took it everywhere with him. How could one person have so much to write about? What could he be writing about?

**Journal Entry**

September 9th,

It is Monday again. I get to see Joslyn again. I hate not being able to see her. Even if it is for two whole days. It kills me when I can't see her. I wonder if I should talk to her today. Should today be the day? Maybe... just maybe.

Illidan arrives at school. He sits on a bench waiting for Joslyn to arrive. Every Monday, Joslyn arrives early to get a head start on everything, and Illidan knew this. He was waiting until all of a sudden, he sees a girl turn around the corner. It's Joslyn. Things are racing through his mind of how to approach her. He finally builds up enough courage to talk to her. He gets up, and walks toward her. "How should I talk to her", he wonders. She doesn't notice he is about to talk to her and turns to walk through the door. He doesn't know what to do at this point and does something that he didn't realize he did. He pushes her and her whole body slams to the ground and all her papers fly the air.

"What the hell was that for?", Joslyn screams at Illidan.

"I'm.. I'm sorry.. I didn't.. I didn't mean to.. I.. I fell.. I didn't mean to push you!", Illidan says in a scared way.

"Just pushing people around. Who do you think you are?" Joslyn says.

"I swear I didn't mean to. I fell. I was just trying to catch myself and you just happen to be here. I'm so sorry!", Illidan says panicking.

"Well if you seriously didn't mean to, I guess I can't be mad. But watch it next time, alright?", she says with a slight smile.

"Here let me help you.", Illidan says starting to pick up her papers. Joslyn picks up herself from the ground and looks at her leg. Her leg has a cut on the side from the fall. Illidan looks up to look at the cut. He doesn't know what to do.

"Can I help you or something?", Illidan asked with a sad look on his face.

Joslyn laughs."It's just a little cut, ha, I'll be fine." Joslyn takes a band-aid out of her bag and places it on her leg. "See, all better.", she says with a smile.

"Here are your papers.", Illidan gets up and hands her the papers.

"Thanks.", she replies. There eyes met and he started to get filled with happiness. She smiles at him, and doesn't say anything.

"Well um, I don't believe I have gotten your name.", Joslyn says.

"I'm Illidan.", he says slowly looking down.

"Oh, that's a nice name, I'm Joslyn. Joslyn Emerson. I believe I have seen you in one of my classes before. Do you have Mrs. Blackwood for English in 3rd hour?"

"Yes I do.", he replies.

"Well I will see you in class later then, alright? And maybe we could have lunch together today, how does that sound?", Joslyn asked.

"That would be nice.", Illidan smiles. Joslyn walks away. Illidan goes back and sits on the bench and opens his journal.

**Journal Entry**

September 9th,

Well I finally did it. I talked to her. But how could I be so stupid to do that? Push her! I hurt her! Even if she said it was a little thing, it hurt me to know I caused pain upon her. I'm so stupid! I will never do that again! Ever! But when I saw her, I just couldn't help myself. I wanted to talk to her so bad. But now it is done. I have talked to her, and she is more wonderful then I thought. More beautiful close up then I thought. She just. Is so perfect.