Dork Diaries: Tales From A Not So Perfect Secret Keeper.

College DAY!

Nikki has started COLLEGE? :oooo wuts THIS? She will go to a community college in the USA.

It's my first day of college.

And I, am not ready.

I haven't written in this diary for YEARS! Let me catch you up.

I moved in 9th Grade to a public school, and I haven't seen Brandon or MACKENZIE ever since.

Chloe and Zoey still hang out with me regularly, which is FUN :)!

I hopped on the bus and sat alone.

I started to play my songs on my MP3 player, and then a tap falls on my shoulder.

"Hello? Can I sit here?" a girl says

"Uh, sure. What's your name?"

"Do you not recognize me, girlfriend?"

"What?" I said, clearly confused.

"CHLOE! IM CHLOE!" she screams.

"OMG! CHLOE!" I squeal and go into a group hug with her.

The entire bus shushes us and we sit down and chatter.

My phone beeps.

BEEEEEEEPPP!

My mom sent me a text.

How'd the bus ride go? My BIG GIRL!

My mom has definitely gotten more mature in her years.

And Brianna, she is an angel.

After age 8, she started to evolve.

I was really proud!

I walked into the school, stared at a poster, and I BUMP into someone.

"THUMP!

"Oh, sorry. Let me help you up." he gives me his hand.

I blush and stand up.

"So, what high school did you go to?"

I bit my lip and said "Landor High School. You?"

"West-Chester" he says with a grin.

I bite my lip, and then I say "Oh, I used to go there but I left in 9th grade!"

He chuckles then says "Really? Because I had a best friend that left in 9th grade too!"

I felt queasy, and then I think something.

Looks like Brandon.

Sounds like Brandon.

But, it's probably just a coincidence.

It's not Brandon.

I head to my first class and I get TRIPPED!

I quickly grab my books and on the last book, I see a designer shoe on top of it. Mean girls, I thought, and I look up, seeing those icy, blue eyes.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't NIKKI MAXWELL!" she sneered.

The BLONDE who made my school years miserable. I was NOT gonna let her do it again. I grab my books and push past her.

I hear her giggling and I ignore it.

I sit into my first class and Brandon pulls up a chair.

"Partners?" he asks shyly.

"Sure." I reply, blushing a little.

The teacher starts talking, and then she asks, "Have all of you picked your partners?"