Dear Diary,
Gym class, I don't really hate it but don't me wrong, I don't really like either.
For gym, we have uniforms a black or white t-shirt and blue or black shorts. Mikey always wears some type of band tee and a pair of black.
Why do I care? I keep asking myself this and I can't figure out the answer; it's at the point where he could come to school in a potato sack and I would still think he's hot as fuck. He could rock anything.
"Alright, class today we have a free day out side."
As soon as we get out and couch does his head count I hide myself behind the bleacher.
Somehow my focus goes back to Mikey. He's walking along the track with Ray. Ray is super nice—I think that Ray his best friend or it could be a girl named Kristin he with her a lot or they both could. God I sound like I stalk him. I swear I don't he's just everywhere and his boyfriend live like two house down from mine.
Anyway, prom is coming up. I kinda want to go. Jamia is going with friends maybe I could ask to tag along. Well she already offered and maybe it won't be that bad.
Sincerely, Frank
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