Trevor's POV:
I stood there in silence as i watched my girl run by, it was weird. It was like a good nightmare repeating itself, i saw her drop something as she quickly ran by. So i picked it up,knowing it was a good chance for me to talk to her again.
I pick up the very full notebook, i remember it from high school. Only now it was a lot more full then previously. It had cut and pasted pictures plastered on the front of random things, like keep calm and dance, some designer shoes, pictures of us, pictures of her and the girls, and her cat's.
I remember her telling me about it, one day. It went something like this.
"I came up to britt's room eager to see her after practice with the band, she was home alone and wasn't expecting to see me. But i just wanted to surprise her. I ran up those stairs as if i hadn't seen her in a long time when truth is i saw her at school earlier.
" Hey baby.." i tell her as i reach her doorway which was partially kept open.
"Hey trev, why are you here?" britt asks me with a cute dimpled smile as she places her book beside her.
"Came to see the most beautiful girl in the world of course." I tell her with a little smirk.
"I think you got the wrong house then cutie." she tells with me a cheeky grin.
"Nope, i got the right one." i tell her casually as i go over to give her a hug.
"Well, thank you.. how was practice?" britt asks me sweetly as she gives me a hug and a kiss.
"Practice was fine babe, missed my girl though." i reply sweetly taking a seat beside her on her freshly made queen sized bed.
"Well your lucky she missed you too." britt replies laughing.
"Whatcha looking at anyway?" i ask britt as i grab the scrapbooked collage type book from beside her.
"It's uh nothing.." britt replies shyly taking the book out of my larger hands.
"Britt got a diary does she?" i reply jokingly as i grab the notebook and read the first entry.
"Okay yes, it's a diary. I like to write in there." Britt admits shyly.
It didn't bother me she had a diary, if she wanted to write her feelings in there then thats totally okay. People have there ways of dealing with things, and this was Brittany's. Like mine was drumming.
"I think it's cute babe." i tell her pulling her closer and giving her a kiss on the forehead as i held her closely to me.
We spent the next 4hours looking through it, and i admit lot's of deep things are in there one's i didn't know how to express nor knew if i should bring them up. But one thing stood clearer and louder then the rest, written in bold at the top of every single page. "I love you, Trevor Tjordman. You're my world. xx" ''
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I snap out of my day dream to my best friend's Lamar and Isaac standing in front of me snapping in my face.
"Man it's that Raymond's diary?" Lamar asks me as he takes a bite of his snow cone.
"Yeah man, she dropped it when i was talking to her and she hurried off, imma get her back." i tell them confidently.
"And how do you plan on doing that?" Isaac ask's as he takes a sip of his pink lemonade.
"I have a box of letter's she wrote to me when we were together in my room. I'll give them to her." i explain my wild idea.
"That won't work man, are you crazy?" the boys say at the same time.
"You mighten think so, but i have to try." i say casually.
I head up to my room and text Jennie and ask what room Britt and her are in. 308, same level as us, only us boy's are room 332. I go to the closet and grab out a big black box i have had since high school which i spend reading these letters from Brittany every single day.. There are so many thing's in here like Birthday card's, Valentine's cards, letters, national pictures, regional pictures, concert pictures etc. I rush to Brittany's room and knock on the door and when i hear footstep's i drop the box and run around the corner, peeking to see Brittany grab the box and look both way's before opening it, she opened it and smiled as she looked at the first picture at the very top. I smile before heading down to meet the boy's in the game room.
Now i was to wait and see, things could get better couldn't they? Or could they get worse...
