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Dear diary,                    Feb 17, 2009

Oh my actual gosh diary! I finally found the man of my dreams. Just kidding!

I can't believe I'm crushing on someone diary. I thought I'll have my first crush when I'm in high school, but diary, I found it today, in sixth grade!

I was walking down the hall with my hands filled with papers from Ms. Ray. I was walking in a very fast pace it seemed like I was jogging. I felt someone's palm on my back, but before I realized what was happening, I felt face-first on the floor. The shiny linoleum floor.

I was so embarassed I wanted to melt and be one wirh the floor. I was caught off guard, I didn't know I fell until what seemed to be minutes of lying down the cold floor. I felt someone's arms on my sides, and I was lifted unto my feet. My legs were shaking, and so were my arms. I dusted my long skirt and saw a boy in front of me carrying all the papers I just accidentally scattered.

“Let me help you okay?” he said.

I realized that he was the first ever guy to do such a nice thing to me. A gentleman amidst a generation oblivious to chivalry. I realized, he was the one.

Corny right? Well hurrah for me. I have to study. Gosh I can't get his face off my mind.

I don't know why but I think I just had my first crush.

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I shook his hand hesitantly.

He smiled a big toothy smile. “Nice to meet you Moira.” he said.

I took my hand off his. My hand was sweaty. I wiped it on my pants.

The teacher still wasn't here.

“Um, is a teacher ever coming here?” I asked him.

“I don't think so. I heard they have a meeting or something.” he said.

Suddenly, a bright idea popped inside my head.

“I mean, what's the point in staying here when we could just bust out of this place?” I said with a smirk.

He wore a sheepish smile then he replied, “I guess you're right princess. Let's get the hell out of here.”

We both stood up and went out of the room unnoticed.

We went towards the huge exit doors together. We were both silent.
We paused for awhile.

“So uh, I guess I should leave for soccer practice. Bye.” he said while staring at me intently.

I nodded my head. “Yeah, bye.” I said then walked towards the parking lot.

There weren't many cars parked. I searched for Margo's silver BMW top down. It wasn't there.

I guess I have to walk to the city.

See, our school is on the outskirts of the city, whereas the hotel we're living in is on the city.

I have to walk for hours until I reach the city. I guess should just wait for a taxi to drive by.

It was 5:00 and not one taxi was in sight. I guess I would have to walk.

I was walking down the long and winding road for what seemed like forever. The road was deserted.

It was 5:47, and the city is still hours away. Please, please, please, let one taxi come.

If that library guy didn't unplug my headphones, I wouldn't be in detention. If I wasn't in detention, I wouldn't probably be in this dang forsaken situation. I am hating that library guy more and more each second.

I continued walking. I was getting tired and it was getting dark. I checked my phone. It was 6:00. I tried to call mom to call our driver to get me here, but my phone died.

I was so mad and frustrated I wanted to throw my iphone 6. You know why I didn't call our driver earlier? That would be because I don't want to be caught dead with that driver and our stupid hummer.

I continued walking under the dark sky. But then I saw lights heading my way.

I turned around and saw a black maserati heading in my direction. Then it slowed down and stopped before me.

The window opened and I saw Leo Saunder with a smile on his face.

Why does he keep on smiling?

“Need a ride?” he said.

I heaved a sigh. “Desperately.”

Thank god for hot drivers in fancy cars.

The passenger door opened and I hopped in. I wasn't really awestruck with riding a maserati. I'm used to riding in fancy cars.

I'm inside a car, alone, with a hot boy. I never thought this would ever happen. I am squealing deep inside in delight.

“Hey, how can I be so sure you're not some rebel or some kidnapper trying to open me up and take my internals so you can sell it?” I said trying to make a conversation.

He laughed a small laugh. “Because I'm not. I'm just a sexy good samaritan.” he replied.

I giggled. Then I stopped, realizing I acted like a cheap high school lovey-dovey, starstruck, estrogen-filled girl.

“So, where do you live?” He asked while his eyes were on the road.

He looked so godly in his black leather jacket, black pants, white shirt, black boots, and that pearly white smile that never leaves his face.

“Just drop me at Annie's.” I said.

I don't want him to waste gas on me. The hotel that we live in is at the other side of the city. That would take twice as long as the journey from school to the city.

“No, It's dark, I have to take you home. Who knows, maybe some guy'll appear in front of you who's a ‘rebel or some kidnapper trying to open you up so he could sell your internals.” he said.

I laughed.

“I don't want you to waste gas on me.” I said truthfully. I was picking on my nails; avoiding his stare.

“I'm not gonna be wasting gas on you.” He said.

I looked at him disbelievingly.

“What?” he said with a smile.

“Oh nothing, I just don't like owing people.” I said.

“Okay, how about this. Let's get inside some restaurant and you'll pay.” he suggested.

That's not a bad idea. But It'll take long, I want to be home as soon as possible. Besides, I'm not a night person nor do I dine in restaurants. I'm used to homecooked food and cafeteria food.

“I'm not hungry.” I lied.

“Oh, so that wasn't your stomach that was grumbling? I'm pretty sure there's no one else here.”

He heard my stomach grumble? This is so embarassing. But dining with Leo Saunder, the guy who has girls crawling on his feet but doesn't date? Yes, I would love that.

“Okay fine.” I said.

He grinned at me.

Wait, is this a date? No, this is so not a date!

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Hey guys!

That was some Leora action!!

Trust me, there'll be more of that next chapter.

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