Dear Love Life Diary,

Chapter 9

Dear love life diary,

There I was. In a crop top with pink, purple and dark blue flowers tucked into a light blue skirt that reached my knees, I was also wearing my black high heel boots and a golden strap. I had my hair in a waterfall which is my signature hairstyle. I had light blue eye shadow and black eyeliner and I had dark red lipstick on. I looked nice.

Diane was in her usual. Short dress with straps and blue high heels. Totally clashing. She is such a fashion disaster.

I decided to walk in all smooth and cool. I hold my chin up high and try not to swing my arms too much. Just then a jocky football lark sticks his foot out infront of me in attept to trip me. I step over his leg but he grabs me by the waist. I hate it when people touch my waist with such force because I am ticklish and my waist is my weak spot. So my reflexes to me to slap some sense into the ugly bastard. I slapped with all my might abd he let go of me as ge fell off the bench. "Right, the rest of you stand up and walk away and dont try my patience. " they all stood up at the dame time and walked out of the hall in a single file. I dusted my hands and walked away. As I picked up the pen to writr my name Diane booty bumped me out of the way and erotr her name in huge pink ink and it cover 4 slots. "Dang she got some nerve. Pushing Natadha like that." Said some guy in a blue t-shirt and black jeans. Hr had dreadlocks too and a beanie. Another guy stood up and said "how dare you Diane!" I was smiling from ear to ear now. "Diane has the right to do whatever she wants!!"a guy with braces shouted and soon half of the people in the hall were chanting Diane's gonna win and te other half were replying with Diane sucks abd Natasha rules. Everyone was going crazy. Which side would i have been on?? I probably would have walked away and gone to class. Just then I heard the smell of smoke and fire. That made me think of the song by Sabrina Carpenter. I love it! Suddenly the fire alarm went off. The hall went quiet for two seconds and then burst out in screams. As everyone flooded out of classes and into the hall I realised I had left my diary on the bench. As I ran back for it the roof collapsed on me. I eas stuck under rubble. Just then a girl in a dusty short dress and tacky shoes pulls at me and says "I gotcha." I grabbed my diary abd ran like there was no tomorrow. I felt a throbbing pain in my left foot. I collapsed. The dusty figure picked me up and took me outside. It seemed that she had also hurt her foot because she was limping. Together we hopped through the burning building. Somethibg exploded behibd us and I lost vision. I fell to the floor and went unconscious. The girl next to me did the same.

When I next opened my eyes I saw my mum. She was wrapping my foot. When she finished putting it in a harness she gave me some medicine and I fell asleep.

Next time I opened my eyes I was in a hospital being fed baby food. It was good. My foot was out of the harness. I lost my vision and fell asleep.

Soo sorry I haven't updated. Please forgive me. Do you?? No dont. I feel terrible.