Dear diary

Diana

"Diana seriously when are you going to finally stop being so childish and take responsibilities for your actions. You're a bright kid, you get great grades, and you have a very promising future in basketball. Why do you keep getting into trouble?"

    Here he go again with the 'you're so much better than this speech'. Why can't they get it through their heads that I can't and never will be their perfect child. I'm sick and tired of being in the spotlight when something goes wrong. I mean yeah it usually is my fault but still. 

I'm just buying my time until Chapel Hill picks me up. When that happens I'm out! Ya'll won't see my sexy ass around these parts no more. Just waiting 'til I make it big. Then I'll be making all that money. And playing the sport I could never live without. Driving exotic cars, hanging with all the celebrities, chasing money. Maybe even get myself a boyfriend. But only thing is he has to be smart, funny, and easy to talk all about me to. He don't necessarily have to be a 10, shoot I'll be good with a 6. As long as he know--- 

              " Dammit Moore are you even listening to me now!" My coach was suddenly a lot closer than he was before. Probably because I went to D's world......again.  

              " Do you even realize how serious this could've gotten. You just keep messing around. Getting into trouble seems to be a bad habit for you." He continued going on and on about how egging the most hated math teacher is. Honestly they don't even know it was me. But I guess I'm the only one brave, or stupid depending on the way you look at it, to pull it off. They have no video evidence that it was me. Therefore no solid proof. 

         " That is the last straw Moore! I'm sending you to that group counseling that the principle insists on having." That really snapped my attention 

       "Coach, wait, come on, I can change. I can be a good girl. I won't get into anymore trouble I promise. Scouts honor." I said putting on my best innocent face that I could. Truth be told I was kicked out of girl scouts because of bad behavior. But seriously if someone is stepping on my turf when I'm trying to sell girl scout cookies, then they get what they deserve. But whatever. 

          " How about this I'll make you a deal. You go to this group counseling and get your act right before the season starts then maybe I'll forget about this whole ordeal and won't say a word to Mr. Johanson. If you don't go then you're off the team and will no longer be the team captain. Deal?" 

 This man was talking foolish. I AM the best player we've got. There's no way the Vikings could ever make it to the championship without me. I've been on the Varsity team since I was a baby ass freshman. I've never missed a game or a practiced. He can't do this to me. I mean yeah it's pretty gracious on his part, considering it was his sister that I egged. But still. I'm number one player. I'm bound to be apart of a D1 school. I'm college material. Shit bump that. I'm Pro ball material. He is straight tripping. But there is no way I could talk my way out of this. It was finally time to face the music.  

         "Diana I'm waiting." 

           " Fine, I'll do it." 

           "Do what?"

           " I'll go to the stupid group counseling thing." I said sighing heavily, moping and pouting all the while. He went on for about twenty minutes saying how good it will be for me to release all the pent up energy that I have and blah blah blah. Honestly I was just waiting for him to be done. I was ready to go catch up with some of my friends. Especially Kyle apparently something went down at the after party last night. I was too busy doing homework to go. Well that and I just didn't feel like dealing with other people. Particularly those of the drunken variety. 

But you know whatever. Just seriously dreading this group thingamajig. If anything it's gonna drive me to the point of insanity. I ain't trying to be no Dr. Phil and 'work through my 'issues' as well as help someone else get through theirs. I don't give a monkey's uncle if Kelly thought that Brittany was only using her for her popularity. That sounded like a them problem. My name wasn't in it so I don't want no part of it.