MC YT ONE SHOTS

Dear Diary [Poofless]

Dear Diary, March 1, 2016

He knows my name, he said hi too. I'm in 12 grade acting like a 7th grader but I don't care. At least he knows my name right? Well math class is starting brb.

I walked through the busy halls, textbook in one hand, diary in another. I never let anybody touch my diary, it's like a diamond to me. I don't even put it in my book bag. I turned the corner and look at the door of the math classroom, here's to another hour wasted in my life. But then I remember, he's in there.

Dear Diary, March 1, 2016

I write to much lol. So Mrs. Smith said she was going to give us a project, but she changed her mind yay!! She picked us partners for a worksheet instead. I got him, I'm nervous. What do I do? Talk? Hug? Ask for his number? ASK IF HE'SEVEN GAY? UGHHHHH idk. Oh no he's coming, bye!! :)

As he made his way over, I felt butterflies. If only this boy knows what he does to me. Flips my stomach, gets me nervous, makes me stare. He's just too beautiful. He's smart, he's athletic, he's-

"Hey there, Rob?" His thick southern accent rich in my ears.

"H-Hey Preston," my Canadian accent lingering in the air.

"So, let's get started shall we?"

"We shall."

Dear Diary, March 1, 2016

He's making me sweat! God, the things he does. I want to start a conversation, but what about. We are reading about sexuality, so I'll try that. :) :3

I closed my diary almost immediately when I saw him peek.

"You're cool, but this is my diary." After realizing what I said, I bent down and put the small book in my bag, hiding my blush as well.

"Hey, no worries, I was looking at your eyes, not your diary." My cheeks were now flaming.

"R-Really?"

"Yeah, they're pretty, can I see them?"

"Y-Yeah."

I looked up and stared into his chocolate eyes while he stared back into my hazel ones. I can't stare into this angel all day, so I did the impossible. I leaned in. I kissed him, but immediately backed up when nothing happened. I quickly grabbed a pen and my diary, rushed out the room, and made my way to the bathroom in under a single second.

Dear Diary, March 1, 2016

Oh god oh god oh god. I kiSSED HIM. HIM OMG!! I KNEW I SHOULD'NT HAVE BUT I DID ANYWAY, HE SAID MY EYES WERE PRETTY AND THAT HE WANTED TO SEE THEM SO WE HAD A MINI STARING CONTEST UNTIL I LEANED IN AND KISSED HIM!! I NEED JESUS AND HOLY WATER RIGHT NOW!!!! God, his lips were soft tho. I don't regret it anyway. Someone is coming in the bathroom- OH NO ITS HIM, BYEE!1!1!!1

I looked down at the page I just wrote in and noticed that there were tears soaking the page. I sniffled, realizing I was crying. I decided to be a man and go back to the classroom. God I'm so nervous. I walk out of the stall to see-

"Oh h-hi P-Preston."

"Hey R-Rob."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

"Listen I'm so sorry-" I was cut off by Preston pinning me to the wall. He kept my wrists above my head. What happened next was unbelievable. He kissed me this time. I kissed back quickly, my body filled with sparks in them as if it's the 4th of July. We both pulled back at the same time, needing air.

"Woah," was all I could say, both of us panting and struggling to breathe.

"That was,"

"Amazing?" I finish his sentence.