*sort of edited. Seriously guys, I'm not good at editing. Especially since my fingers grow tired easily.* <3
Stella's POV
It's weird. I've always thought that I wouldn't care if someone read my diary- but it all changed as soon as someone read my diary. I felt embarrassment, fear, anger, and anxiety all at once. The feelings sort of enveloped me, in one big pathetic hug. I found myself feeling naked, exposed to this stranger. Although I was fully clothed- my thoughts were not.
If he had read my entire diary, he would know who Lizzy was. Was.
Kudos to him for not getting very far when he clearly had enough time. He probably stopped himself once he realized that its fucking rude to read people's diaries.
I found that out the hard way when I was seven and my uncle caught me reading his diary- yup. He threw it at my head, successfully making me cry. What a dick.
I found myself turning around to face him. He sat casually, but raised his eyebrows as I sent a fake smile his way. Could he sense my inner battles at her name being mentioned? He sat there curiously as I found myself wanting to change the subject.
"your mom!" I joked, mentally giving myself a high five for changing the subject. His curious expression turned to a frown and he looked like he regretted asking anything at all.
"My mother is dead." He says in a broken tone. Of course, I take no more to his broken tone and instead feel myself getting awkward. Way to change the subject dumbass. I swap the mental high five I gave myself earlier for a mental slap.
I start babbling on, trying to erase my error- even though he is the one who technically started it. I mean, he did ask about someone he shouldn't have asked about. But even with my mind reasoning with me, I feel guilt weighing me down.
"Oh shit!" I exclaim. His eyes flicker up to mine, and I can tell he doesn't approve of my language. "I mean oh shiznugget!" I correct myself. Wait- why do I care what any guy thinks of my language?
"Wait- no, I actually mean oh shit. Look, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bring up bad memories!" I gave him an apologetic smile and a thumbs up. Why did the universe give me such horrible socializing skills. I'm such an awkward potato. Well, at least I changed the subject. Even if it was a shittier change of subject, and made me feel really bad.
He glances at my thumb and raises an eyebrow at my apology. He gives me a reassuring smile.
"It's okay, you didn't know." he said with a distant look in his eyes.
"But, oh shit- sorry I held on to your diary. I might have read the opening paragraph too." He rubs his temple and looks pained.
"I actually meant oh shiznugget." He corrects himself before glancing up at me under his dark lashes. He then flashes me a dimpled grin and I almost melt.
What an accent! Was it Spanish? He doesn't look Latino. I'll figure it out later.
Before I could ask about his accent, he got up quickly and told me he his gym period started soon. He also asked which class I had to go to. Was he going to walk me? For once, my insecurities weren't there. Wow, talking to hot guys actually can get your confidence up.
I checked my watch to see how soon class would be starting.
"Holy mother f-" before I could finish my sentence the janitor was already scolding me and telling me to stop being a "street bum" and go back to school. Where did he even pop up from? I swear he uses the broom that he sweeps with to fly like the little witch he is.
He obviously woke up on the wrong side of the bed, seeing as he started to sweep my legs away from him. He seemed angry at the world. Like he would enjoy burning the school down or something.
Before I could reply to the janitor and maybe throw some shade at him, I heard a deep voice with an accent calling my name from the entrance of the school. Once I looked up, I was greeted with beautiful green eyes. I was practically melting. He was holding the door open, making sure it didn't lock once the bell rang. I smiled while we looked into each others eyes. My knees wobbled a bit, but before I fell I took a step forward to regain my composure.
Then, the janitor from hell said something that ruined the moment.
"Don't faint on me now girly!" I quickly snapped out if my daze and blushed a little. The janitor took that as an invitation to continue making comments and muttered something along the lines of 'horny teenagers!'.
Mood officially ruined. Stupid janitor.
I started walking in the direction of the school when I noticed something. Blake let out a deep chuckle at what the janitor said, but my mind was elsewhere. Blake said that he only read the first paragraph of my diary- my name isn't until three pages into it.
How the hell did he find out my name?
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HELLOOOOO MY SEXY UNICORNS THAT SUPPORT ME AND MAKE ME SMILE!!!!
*note from my thirteen year old self*
I'm sorry for not updating the next day its just that I was waiting for my cousins to arrive and then they didn't come and then I was pissed and know I'm gonna skip to the reason that I'm writing this at 2:00 am......my monoxide alarm went off and my mom went panic mode and called the cops and the sent firefighters (monoxide can kill if we don't wake up in time and leave the house)
luckily at 1:00 am (when alarm rang) I was already planning on writing the story, my mom was on her laptop , my sister was in the shower (it was hilarious watching my mom knock on the bathroom door yelling to get out while my sister was getting irritated saying death could wait till she took out her conditioner) my brother and his friend where on the ps3 and my dad was knocked out.
omg!!! we just found out that we where lucky cause my mom could of died for being in the basement and not to sleep there...... /.\ while the gas company was telling this to us my mom couldn't help but add a "told you so" to my dad. well in three days I will update (only takes 5 mins) wish me luck! >.< love you wattpad peoples!!!
~Glaze
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