I ran up to my room and ripped a note.
Brandon, it's not how it looked like. I miss you too.
My mother brought Alex here. He was even talking to me while I was
waiting for that message from you. Please forgive me. I want everything to be
just like before. I hope to see you tomorrow. I love you x -Bella
As I finished the note I had stuck the drawing I put on the first day we met when he bumped me. I quietly walked to his door and left the note there with a stone on top in case it flew away. I went home and went to sleep. The next day I woke up ready to just chill at the lake. So I got dressed and went down. While I was there looking at the beautiful butterflies, bees and birds passing through I heard the door open and I quickly hid behind the bush. Brandon was there. He looked down at the note, picked it up and began to read it with that dimple coming up on his face I haven't seen for a long time. He was slightly closing the door and so I started to lye down and smile. He saw me, he didn't even shut the door "Bella! Hey Bella!" I turned around and smiled, in fact I started to laugh. He ran up to me swiped me of my feet, carried and hugged me, turning round and round. I'm glad it's all over. He was holding his diary and he gave it to me. "Read the page, the one that you were after for"
I grabbed the book nicely of course and continued reading
Dear diary,
I met a girl today,
Her name is Bella James
She is so fun to hang around with
and I wish I was just more than a best friend to her.
I hope she feels the same way that I do.
I never thought I would meet a special someone like her.
So dear diary how can I make her like me?
I just looked at him with a smile and he smiled back
"Bella, will you be my girlfriend? I truly like you"
I nodded "Of course, I like you so much"
He went in to the lake and pulled me in. He kissed me, not on the cheek, but on the lips.
So in the end it was me, it was me all along, Bella James, the girl that Brandon likes.----
I hoped you all enjoyed this story!
Keep out for more soon
Sincerely yours,
Jullianne de Vega