#2
well, i looked out my window this morning and saw that the boy decided to not fuck the curtains. i was hoping to get a glimpse of a possible six-pack or something, but all i got was a bunch of navy blue curtains. shucks.
or is it really shucks??? school is normally the thing that makes me want to kill myself several times every day, but today was different. homeroom is the first thing of the day--duh--and they're arranged by last names. since mine starts with W, I'm in the last possible one with about 15 other people; the w, x, y, z crew.
okay, nobody refers to them as that but me, but still.
well, it turns out that the hot guy from yesterday has a name !! and that name is pete wentz!! with a w !
at least i'm destined to have one class with him. maybe he'll decide to sit with me. jesus, i know i shouldn't get my hopes up; this guy just lives across from me.and happens to be insanely attractive.
what can you do, ya know?
i'm glad i brought my journal today; right now I'm in study hall and i have nothing else to do. so far Pete hasn't been in my first 2 periods. at least they're math and history (my worst subjects--i won't accidentally make a fool out of myself in front of him).
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pete is in english, creative writing, and orchestra with me !! we both play the upright bass; him standing and play it made me realize he is SO TINY. okay he's actually not but WHAT A SMALL !!! fucking swoon amirite.
but that's not the only swoon of today!! creative writing is last and he SPOKE TO ME !
granted, all he said was "what the fuck are we doing?" but it was still words.
Jesus, these entries used to be so boring before pete moved in. they were like "oh yeah gerard made me eat a leaf of lettuce and i almost had a stroke lol." "gerard and frank were fucking again and i heard it fml."
i have a feeling this journal will be getting a lot more use out of it than it used to.
-mikey
ah ah most of this is filler because I need to get the ball rollin
it's kind of boring now lmao but don't worry
I'm driving home from the pocanos and listening to fob really puts me in the writing mood so here ya go you little slugsvote/comment if you want
-t.
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the boy with the navy curtains//petekey
Fanfica collection of journal entries of the introverted mikey way watching the charming pete wentz through a window.