The Illusions of Brook Forbes - Beginnings

Dear Diary...

08/19/2014

I can't sleep now, I'm so excited for this new chapter of my life: high school. Mom and Dad wouldn't let me go to sleep until midnight, and at twelve on the dot, they gave me this journal as well as a new bookshelf. I think Dad's exact words were, "to help West High's brightest new scholar stay organized" which did NOT ease my nerves for tomorrow, or today I guess now.

It's currently like, one in the morning or something. I just put together the new book shelf, and tomorrow after school my best friends and I are going to the second-hand book store for some new novels to start high school and to donate our old preteen/baby-books.

I wish time wasn't flying by so fast. Just yesterday, I feel like I was bumping into Helia and her stupid twin brother on the playground at Elwood Elementary. I obviously was not the best at making friends, and these two took me under their wing way back in preschool. I remember running straight to my mom that day excited to not be lonely anymore, and since then, the three of us have been inseparable. Now, we're a group of seven.

Helia and her twin brother Mani are two of the original three, and they each are dating wonderful people who became fast friends of everyone. Helia is dating Todd, who have been together since sixth grade, and Mani is dating Lydia, which just started a few months ago. Back in fourth grade, the three of us were in a group project with Chloe, who we decided needed to be a part of our close circle of friends. She started dating Trey in seventh grade, and he made fast friends with Mani and Todd, so he had to stick around too. We used to be a group of eight, but this last summer changed that... but I don't talk about Ralph much.

My scribbling is interrupted by the rambunctious Jonathan storming into my room in all of his seven year old glory. He is followed by my ten year old sister, Mary, who is hot on his heels.

"Give me back my Barbie doll!" she cried with a twang in her voice, showing she was getting sad along with her furry. Jon just giggled and scrambled under my desk and hid in the cage formed by my legs and the walls of the shelves of the desk, and that's when the tears started falling from Mary's eyes. She takes a deep breath, and as the 'm' of the word "mom" starts to form at her lips, I jump up and cover her mouth. Then I take the dolls from Jon, and I bring them both back to bed with sleep heavy in their eyes. Of course Jon would wake up and steal Barbie dolls from Mary, she deserved it after hitting him earlier today. The two little monsters were not only the annoyance to my existence as the oldest sibling, but they were each a vital part of my heart, and they needed to stop bickering so much.

But they are children, so who can blame them?

I sit down and start to write again. But anyways, the next four years start today, whenever my lazy self decides to wake up and head off to my very first day of high school. Not only that, but my first official day as book club president also starts today.

Did I mention I like to read?

Sadly, I haven't read a single book all summer. Normally, I demolish everyone in the summer reading competition at the local library. You win based on how many pages you read, and the book in accordance to your age. Last summer, I won by three books (which totaled to 1,843 pages) and won a huge gift certificate for the local steakhouse, which was used that very day to treat my family to a celebratory dinner. This summer just went too fast, we traveled so much and it is very hard to read in a car when movies are playing, music is playing, and the back seat has two small children consistently talking or arguing. Maybe next summer-

I don't finish my sentence, my head fell onto the journal and my pen rolled to the floor as I fell asleep around two in the morning, whisked into a beautiful world of wonder, adventure, and ink covered pages.

Little did I know the horrors that lied for me this year.