Dear diary,
the third year is a blast so far. A few of my classmates went to study abroad for a year so our group became smaller. Friendlier. We talked with each other, no inside groups were being formed. We became quite a good team, the rest of us that stayed in the class.
I have some new friends, too: Linda, Oliver, Thomas and... Andrew. Don't ask me how that happened because I have no idea. But I'm really glad it did. We talked a lot, we even hung out together. Usually me, Andrew and Thomas.
What about the field trip to Switzerland you ask? I know you don't, you are a piece of paper, dear diary. But this is the thing I want to talk about the most. The. Best. Trip. Ever. I've spend a lot of time with Andrew. We sat together on the bus. I even fell asleep on his shoulder and he didn't mind. He even caressed my hand while he thought I was sleeping. It was magical. Made my hear flutter so much I thought it's going to escape out of my chest.
I thought it's going to be different once we came back. But it actually became even better. We went to the movies a few times, just me and him. We were messing around in the classroom, laughing together, having generally a good time. Some of our classmates even though we were dating, they were asking what happened in Switzerland. Andrew even one time threw his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me closer just to mess with them. We laughed. My heart was pounding on the inside. Was this just a laugh for him? Or was he actually implying something. I was so confused. He was confusing to me.
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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.
