Journal Entry # 18 Friday 2017
"Willow." Called a familiar voice from behind the locked door.
I groaned in my sleep. Grandpa knocked on the door. "Willow. Time to get up." I sat up in bed and blinked sleepily. I yawned and slumped out of bed and wandered out into the living room. Grandpa was sitting on the couch. I looked around. "Where's Grandma?" I asked. "She's out getting donuts." Grandpa said, switching on the tv on.
We watched America's Funniest Home Videos until Grandma returned with delicious fresh donuts.
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I walked across the big gym to the wall opposite. I can do this.. I'm going to do this.. I have to tell him today.. No, I'm going to tell him today..
I blinked and realized I'd reached the wall faster than I had anticipated. I set my bag down as some of my guy friends came in to drop their bags too. I hesitated.
"H-hey, do y'all know where Briar is?" I asked, grabbing my lunch box. One of the boys, Greg Leo, said, "No, he's not here yet." My stomach sank. They left soon after I thanked them.
I kind of moped about, waiting for Briar, so much that I almost missed my chance when he walked in. Five minutes felt like an eternity. We talked a bit, and right as he was out the door I exclaimed, "Brair! Wait!" He stopped in the doorway and stared at me expectantly. Surprise, maybe? "I- I have to tell you something. "
He nodded. 'Yes, continue. '
"I-... I'm going to try to be the bestest friend I can be.."
Seriously? Say what's really on your mind!
He blinked and turned to me. I shook with anticipation. "Do you.. want to get back together?" He shrugged a gesture that's hard to explain into words. My breath caught and my heart beat out of my chest.
Yes! YES! DAMN IT SAY YES!
I couldn't form words. "I-I don't know, d-d'you you?" I stuttered. He nodded vigorously. I blinked. YES! YES! THANK YOU!
"Sh-sure!" I said nervously. He walked up to me and.. Hugged me. My stomach turned and my heart leapt in my chest. I was still shaking. I hugged back shakily, nervous of his touch. HE HUGGED ME!!
Screams in my head never voiced my feelings or nerves, but I think somehow, Briar knew. I shook still, as we let go and we walked to lunch together, talking like the friends we'd become.
The End,
For Now Anyways
YOU ARE READING
Scatter Hearts
SachbücherThis starts out as a story but I need to tell the truth.. Because none of what follows after the diary and what I tell you has happened.
