Journal Entry # 15 Friday 2 -something-pm 2018
By the time fifth period rolled around, I'd already given up. Realization hit me. Some kid in my class, a friend, had asked me out day before last. I looked down. I had a strong gut feeling to give him my diary and let him read it. Almost like some invisible force was wanting me to interact with him about today..
I hesitated in my seat. I looked at the time, and jumped before I missed my chance. He had a weird short haircut, black hair, and grey eyes. He wore a black jacket and a grey shirt. "H-hey.." I said, sitting down in the seat next to him. He looked up. "Hey."
I glanced around. "What's your name again..?"
"Orion Galaxian."
I smiled, and handed him my diary. "Here, I.. felt I should let you read this; don't go anywhere before chapter nine." He blinked. The teacher entered the room, and I rushed back to my seat.
I can't believe I'm actually letting someone- a stranger, read my diary..
YOU ARE READING
Scatter Hearts
FantasyWillow Oakland's internal journey through teen hood and crumpling love life will soon lead to the most tragic of outcomes anyone had ever imagined.
