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It was Vylad and Y/n. The two who have known each other for oh-so-long. But when the two's love for each other grows- it'll start to crumble. Being questioned as the days go by. This goes on for days, weeks, months, heck even years. But wi...
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Hi guys, I'm sorry for the lack of updating, even though I said I'd be lacking with updates I didn't expect certain things in life to happen to me, so I guess I've just been extra shaken up to the point where I can't update. This is a extra special Oneshot, and if you guys show extra extra amazing support on this specific Oneshot, voting, commenting and such then I'll consider making another Oneshot tonight, or an update. And I have to ask you guys, as the question of the day, ; What did you think about the last chapter I wrote before? ; I understand I didn't update this book until last month, and truly again I am sorry. But I will try harder. I've been so sick and such, by the way guys we hit 11K+! I'm so proud of you guys, and a little proud of myself. Talk more with you guys after the Oneshot! Enjoy, and play the song Uptop either when I say so or at the beginning!
I love you all,
You know the basics!
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Dear diary,
Today has been another one of those days where you just want to run out of school, to your bed, and cry. It hasn't been exactly the best, being in ninth grade is harder than I thought. But I try to stay positive. On the inside that is. Everyone at school calls me; hide away. And some of that name is true, I do hide away: my feelings. I hide my feelings, or say my emotions and happiness. I know, classic right? In my case it's like a movie, one of those movies where you're bullied at school and picked on by the so called hottest girl in school who dates that really hot guy. Well I don't know if Cassidy has a boyfriend.... Oh right, that hot girl in schools name is Cassidy. Anyway back to me, so I'm fifteen now, ninth grader, and it's surprising that all my problems happen to get worse now. Not even in like eleventh or twelvth grade. Okay I'm rambling again, so today. Today maths was better than usual, so was history. Science was okay and geometry, well let's not talk about that. Everything seemed to happen in English. I mean, where my day got really bad. One new kid arrived at the school, she was really nice. We're friends, but then Cassidy was moved to MY English class. And so again, she picked on me and got me in trouble. Got me a sentence to detention, basically all the stuff that my parents scolded me about. Making my day historically horrible. I had everything taken away from me, including my husky. Snowstorm. The new girl is taking care of Snowstorm, though. I had my music and my guitar taken from me, my writing book and sketch book, basically everything I love. And I didn't do anything bad. Lucky my parents don't know about you, diary. Or else I wouldn't be writing this right now. Anyway my hands sore. Oh, One more thing, lucky today's Friday, I get all my stuff back tomorrow. So yeah. Hey, look at that, my 'friends' coming. Bye diary!
