Dear diary, 20/03/16
Calista Mills, a hot 11th Grade girl, with a girlfriend, so I guess I can't try to hook in, not that I'm interested because lately I've been confused about my sexuality. I'm starting to think I'm straight because I haven't liked any girls, of course I find them attractive but that's about it. But anyway we were sitting at the table at lunch like we always do, when I hear a voice I could never forget, come running down screaming. "There's soap in my hair!" That voice belonged to no other girl than Calista. Behind her followed Carliea and Amelia, my two other friends, laughing their heads off covered in soap as well. I'm guessing they got into a soap fight. I don't know why she ran down here to rinse her hair there's many taps way closer to the bathrooms or she could have just used the sink.
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Dear Diary - 10th Grade
RomanceThis is a story of my life, yes I know everyone in the pictures, they have all said it's okay
