Diary of Charlotte Smith (on hold until it gets readers)

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Tuesday, May 2nd, Gym, Monsoon Pep Rally, 8:12 am

Nikki saw me enter the gym. She signaled for me to come over. When I finally reached her, she said, “I KNEW YOU WOULD COME!”

Sophia hugged me and said, “Hi! We both knew you wouldn’t be able to resist!”

I hate it when they know exactly what I was thinking. I can’t hide anything from them!

“See any cute boys?” Nikki asked. To be honest, I saw a lot of cute boys, but they all looked like the type that would violate me.

“No,” I lie.

“Really? Because I see, like, twenty cute boys!” Nikki exclaimed excitedly.

“Well I don’t, but I guess that’s just me,” I say.

“That is just like you,” Nikki says, rolling her eyes.

Just then, a paper airplane landed perfectly in my lap. Nikki gasped, and so did a few people around us.

“Well?” Sophia said. When I looked at her with a blank expression, she said, “Open it!”

I looked down at the airplane note. What if it was another ‘YOU STOLE MY BOYFRIEND!’ threat? I wouldn’t want to see that.

It was obviously for me. I really did want to know what was inside. Whatever, what’s the worst that could happen?

I slowly opened the note as if I were defusing a bomb. “What does it say?” Nikki asked.

I read it. It said:

Dear Charlotte,

I know that you don’t know me, but I wanted to say,

I like you, and I hope you will feel the same one day.

It may be a lame way to explain

My feelings for you in a paper airplane

But it’s the only way I can get it to you

When you’re up so high

You didn’t even notice me as you passed by

Not that I’m not noticeable my dear,

But you don’t seem to act like I’m even here

So here are my feelings, all summed up

For a beautiful buttercup:

ROSES ARE RED,

VIOLETS ARE BLUE

EVERYDAY I WAIT FOR THE DAY I CAN

PUT MY ARMS AROUND YOU

And that was it. I don’t know if this is some kind of joke or what, but I’m shocked. Could someone really be in love with me? Charlotte Smith? The loud-mouthed-loser girl? Is that even possible?

I searched the parts of the crowd I passed by. There were absolutely no boys that didn’t look like violators. Who was it?

“So? What does it say?” Nikki asked, staring straight into my eyes. It’s scary when she does that because her eyes are such a piercing blue color.

“Um…” I sat there like an idiot trying to think of something to say. “I’ll tell you guys later when we’re somewhere more private,” I said slowly.

Nikki and Sophia gasped. “Is it what I think it is!?” Nikki squealed. Sophia nodded eagerly, supporting Nikki’s question.

“Well, I don’t know what you think it is, but I’ll tell you later. Shut up about it for now, okay?” I hissed.

“Sheesh, okay,” Sophia said. Nikki nodded in agreement.

I kept searching the crowd for anybody that might have thrown the paper airplane.

Hmmm, I thought to myself, how peculiar.

It may surprise you, but a lot of boys are in love with me right now. I may be a complete loser, but I’m certainly not ugly. I could totally be a supermodel if I wanted, but that would be stupid. These boys only like me anyway because they have never talked to me, so they don’t know how much of a loser I am.

I started thinking about people I don’t notice. Here’s a list.

People I don’t notice:

·       Band members

·       Geeks

·       Teachers

·       My Godparents

·       Jocks

·       Cheerleaders

·       Outstanding students

Who could it be??? I’m going to pull my hair out!! Oh, the pep rally has started.

I’ll write more after this. I’m going to look for my mystery admirer.

NOTE: YAY! Kinda long chapter/entry!! How do you think i did with the poem???