she totally needs to stop ruining my love life i mean COME ON

i swear ashley is out to get me

Omigod omigod OMIGOD YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO BELIEVE THIS but- DANNY LOOKED AT ME. There I was, just sitting there in class working on my algebra (ew), when he turned his head around and looked at ME. Me. No, not that snob, Ashley. Me.

Well at least I THOUGHT he was looking at me, so I pulled out my oh-so-famous Tess Evans smile. I even threw a hair flip in there, just to be safe.

But when he met my sharp blue eyes, there was only confusion. So naturally, I did what any girl in their right mind would do while gazing into his gorgeous mint green eyes. I fell out of my chair. I would have been TOTALLY embarrassed, my cheeks already beginning to melt into a shade of deep crimson red, but Danny wrapped his arm around my sprawling body on the floor, and guided me back into my seat, my algebra teacher's eyes bulging out of her head. God, that woman needs a life. She can't be ruining my love life with her hideous fish face all the time. 

Danny is just such perfect boyfriend material, ya know? I should probably go and get my nails done today, the last time I got them done was like...2 days ago? Okay, FINE, yesterday. Whatever. So what. My mom will totes take me.

I HAVE to get Danny to like me. I just have to. I knew he was the one when he played with me in kindergarten during recess. He let me borrow his blue truck. It was a huge deal. Even if he didn't acknowledge my existence after that. Sorry, sidetracked. Back to my lame-o story. This is what algebra does to me. 

So, Danny helped me back into my chair, and then walked over to an already laughing Ashley. She grabbed his face with her perfectly sharpened nails painted red, and kissed him. I swear she's out to get me. I BET she doesn't even like him! After pulling away from their kiss, she smirks at me. Point Ashley.

I just rolled my eyes and looked away. I'm pretty sure a tear slipped out of my eye. I sunk back into my really un-comfy teacher and threw my blonde hair over my face, focusing on the bits of worn out blue at the tips. Ashley then walked by me, bursting with laughter. I absolutely just despise how she's the most popular girl at our school. Why does she have to be so mean to me??? All I did was kiss her boyfriend at the dance!! Get over it, woman. He liked me better anyways. 

I should probably be plotting my revenge, but honestly I'm just too good for that. She's the devil, and I'm the saint. Ha, as if. I'm completely planning on kissing Danny. 

Don't judge me. I would roll my eyes at you, but I'm just too much of a saint for that. Sorry. Don't be dissapointed by me not communicating with you, I promise I'll send you an autograph. Soon. I'll send it right after I get into Juliard. Which is VERY soon, so don't worry. 

Emma should be coming over any second to gossip with me while getting our hair done. Totes fab. Oh, this stupid journal thing is a stupid assignment that's absolutely stupid. Whatevaaaa. I'll fill you in on the gossip later, stranger. Ha. If you don't laugh at that, I'll murder you. I have my ways. 

Alright she's knocking on the door so peace out. Whatever.