Chapter 12.5

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(Hey Guys, So John is back and I made some slight modifications to this character. So here is a diary entry.)

John’s Diary

Dear Diary,

You see, my lovely Diary, I must change your name. Due to some of my colleagues in my superior Dance class, the name “Diary” is way too feminine for my masculine nature. So, should I go with something like Karen? No, still feminine. Prince Charles? No, that curly hair may be the only thing off about his appearance. Alex? Yeah, it’s my crush’s boyish name. Well, actually it’s Alexandria Marie Conley, and don’t ask me how I know her beautiful and gorgeous middle name.

Hi Alex. 

Now I feel goosebumps. What if she reads this? Crossing out all that lovely and graceful information about the love of my life, Alexandria. 

Much better.

So this morning, I woke up with a yellow piece of paper, taped to the center of my forehead. I ripped it off, while making sure not to tear the delicate edges of the paper. Angel. Well, at least her writing. It told me that someone was going to come after my pink ballet shoes, if I don’t drop them off at exactly 2:34 pm. 

No, not my ballet shoes.

I’ve been thinking for a while now, about whether Angel should get my precious ballet shoes. 

Okay, being feminine again. 

I have to stop expressing my feelings (that are a secret, got it?!) into this diary, Alex. 

Goodbye. 

Love you. 

Cross that out. 

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