Dear diary,
Eeeeeeek! I have great great news! Remember the boy from the bus? Well his name is Peter. And how do I know? Because he'd sent me a message on Facebook! Yay! He seems so great! Funny, kind, sweet, thoughtful. I enjoy talking to him so much!
But wait! There's more to that! He came up to me on one of our bus rides and actually talked to me! Can you believe it? Me! I mean, of course it was awkward. I hate small talks and he seemed pretty shy to be talking to a girl. But he's so sweet! Have I said that already? Well, he just is! And he invited me to go ice skating on a lake with him on Friday!
Damn. I just now realized that I haven't been ice skating since I was a child. I will so embarrass myself! How could I possibly agree to that?! I'm such an idiot!
But I wanted to spend some time with him so badly. Get to know him, be in his presence.
Okay, what's the worst case scenario?
- I will break through the ice into the freezing water,
- I will fall so hard that I'll break a limb or two,
- I will make a fool of myself and be the laugh of the day.
On the other hand, if I fall through the ice at least he might be my knight in shiny armor and save me. Hell, if I fall he might even catch me and prevent me from breaking something (being the clutz I am, that's a heroic act by itself). And if he'll make fun of me? I'd run home. And at least I'd know that he's not a good person to fangirl in my diary about. Because that's soooo happening right now.
I'm nervous about that date. Can I even call it a date? I don't know. But it might be fun at least. Wish me luck.
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Honest Diaries
Non-FictionA little insight into a high school girl's mind, falling in love with one boy that keeps his place in her thoughts throughout her life, struggling with her feelings.
