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Today is what I called a disastrous! Mr Wee decided to pair us up for our Social Interactive Club. Us who?
Me and Alex!!
Tell me how am I supposed to be okay with that? Okay, he's okay. But it is this thing called feelings that bugs me. And...
I just don't know.
Alex and I, we are never 'friends' and... I know I'm supposed to get to know him but things will definitely be awkward.
"Sophia!" Teresa's voice stopped me from writing. "Yea?" I closed my 'so-called' journal.
"Hey. You told me you lose your book right? Is this yours?" She handed me my black journal. I am happy. Really am!
"Gosh, you're a lifesaver! Thanks Tre!" I hugged her and my journal.
HIS
joy happy content is what I feel right now..
Mr Wee is a total cupid man he paired me up with Sophia! Isn't that exciting 😍
Truly drooling right now even though I know she's not happy with our teacher.
I wonder why she been acting up like that tho. Well probably its because of her parents' divorcée and things but its okay I'll put up with that tho Sophia will never look me the way I look at her...
"Alex ma man!" Troy wrapped his gigantic arm around me.
"Homie, this yours?" He handed me the journal I've lost a few weeks back.
"Ya.. Dude! Where did you get that?" I keep my journal in my bag.
"Uhm.. I, found it somewhere so... Anyway dude, there's this chic..."
"Troy! Cut it out.. You know I'm not interested with any other chic.. I got my eyes and heart on someone else." I smile, picturing a beauty in my mind.
"Yea, Sophia. Why wouldn't you ask her out?" Troy blurted out.
"You read my journal?" I punch his arm, playing around.
"Dude.. Its obvious. Very obvious when she's around. Grow some balls and ask her out." He punched me back.
"Sophia isn't that easy. You know?" I sighed. Yup my dream girl isn't as easy as everyone thinks. She's easygoing and stuffs but I don't know..
"Then, why wait for someone who wouldn't give you a second of her time?"
"She's not easy but she's worth the wait." I smile.
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THE JOURNAL
Teen FictionTwo journals. A girl. A boy. Share one same feelings. Too scared to tell ; too afraid to confess. Everything Anything All in their journals. Not until one day, when their journals were suddenly 'exchanged'. Will they have the guts to tell each oth...
