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Wednesday, May 3rd, P.E., 10:20 am

I actually am getting away with sitting in the bathroom of the girls’ locker room for the whole period!!! I totally didn’t want to play dodge ball on my birthday. I mean, what if I got a black eye ON MY BIRTHDAY. That would just be wrong.

So now I’m thinking about a million things at once, or at least three.

The Three Thoughts Going Through My Head:

1.      WHO IS MY SECRET ADMIRER?!?!

2.     DID I GET THE PART I WANTED IN DRAMA?!

3.     WHAT WILL MY GIFTS BE (INCLUDING NIKKI’S GIFT) WHEN I OPEN THEM AT HOME?!

I know, the questions sound very panicked, but that’s exactly how I feel-panicked. What is something goes horribly wrong on my 16th birthday?! You always see in the movies that those girls have Sweet Sixteens and all, but, I get none of that. That’s why it would suck if things went bad. For example, what if Coach Harsenfaw caught me in here? That would be sooo embarrassing!!! I can just picture the other girls gasping and snickering at me. I would be a bigger loser than I was before! And maybe my secret admirer will hear about it, and he might not like me anymore!!!!

I know that this sounds crazy. The part about caring whether or not my secret admirer would like me because I haven’t even seen him, and I don’t know what he’s like!!! But for some reason, I want to be loved by whoever this boy is. He just seems… different. I mean, who would risk throwing a paper airplane across the gym during a pep rally? For all he knew, it could’ve gotten into someone else’s hands! The worst of the worst could have occurred!! But he risked it all for me, a stupid loser who can’t shut her mouth and a girl who needs a diary to keep it all in.

Why me? How could this boy like me? I’m so puzzled right now. If only someone could clear this all up, preferably my secret admirer aka the-mystery-boy-that-I-adore-so-much-but-I-don’t-even-know-who-he-is-or-what-he-looks-like. Yeah, him.

Oh will you look at the time! It’s almost time to leave. I have to find a way to put this diary away and walk out of the bathroom casually so that nobody will notice. Not that anybody would notice me at all, but still.

Maybe I’ll write during Drama or at the beginning when I find out if I’m in the choir or not.

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