Diary of a High School Has Been (18+)

Entry 4: I Asked Preston Out

I woke up incredibly early this morning. With how I'm feeling right now, I'm regretting it.
Psych!
I've never been more wired in my entire life. I could run a marathon with the energy coursing through my body at the moment.

I finally spoke to Preston today!

Surprisingly, things ended in my favor too! God is finally putting me back on his 'Favorites' List.

This morning, while still in my 'Preston is the Love of My Life' enchantment from the weekend, I decided to get up at the crack of dawn. I'm talking 5am.
For two hours before school, I scrubbed my body in the shower, did my full skin care routine, applied makeup fit for a Kardashian and styled my hair so neatly Preston wouldn't be able to resist.

I looked for the cutest outfits I could find.
For school, I wore a short dress with a cute jacket over top. I also put on white socks and my cheerleading sneakers.

My blonde layers were neatly pulled half way up into a ponytail that I tied up in a ribbon. I looked perfect.

Once I got to school, I went directly to the office before club period. Now in order to pull off what I needed to do, I had to cause some trouble. I told the office ladies that a car in the staff lot was being towed as a senior prank. It was a total fib but it cleared the office well enough. As soon as the coast was clear, I ran behind the computer and looked up Preston Dunn in the school system. By the time the secretary's came back I had already taken a picture of his information with my phone and slipped out to the gymnasium.
Alyssa was great but his school file only added to the Preston Dunn Index I had begun to form
Name: Preston Everett Dunn
DOB: January 1st
Grade: 12
Locker # 175
Class Schedule:
Club Period: Study Hall
First Period: Health
Second Period: Spanish
Third Period: Physics
Fourth Period: AP English
Fifth Period: Lunch
Sixth Period: World Cultures
Seventh Period: Pre-Calculus
Eighth Period: AP Music Theory

His class schedule is impressive. He's taking two advanced placement classes which proves he's smart. He isn't in any clubs so for Club period he has study hall in the auditorium. His locker was obviously located in one of the senior hallways but now I know exactly where it is.

With this information, I was too curious about Preston to go to club period. I decided to ditch and do some investigating. It wasn't like I wouldn't see the girls at practice after school anyways. I walked by the auditorium on my way to Preston's locker. I just poked my head in but I didn't have to look far. He was seated near the door with his textbook open. It had music notes on the page he was reading so I assumed it was his book for Music Theory. He looked so cute sitting there reading. I wanted to know exactly what he was thinking. I wanted to pick his brain and wedge myself inside of it.

"Miss Lockwood, you don't belong here."

I could hear the vice principal behind me and it made me jump 10 feet in the air.

"Sorry Mr Holstead." I slunk away and peeled my eyes off Preston. I had to get out of Mr Holstead's sight.

Rounding the corner to the senior hallway, I was pleasantly surprised to see Preston's locker neighbor at the locker #174. As I approached the boy, he was obviously shocked by my presence.

"Hey," I said charmingly and casually.

"Hey...?" He said back skeptically.

"I'm Parker," I smiled. "I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions."

"I know who you are."

I rolled my eyes immediately. Of course he knew who I was. Who didn't?

"What can you tell me about your locker neighbor, here?" I asked pointing to Preston's locker.