Dear Diary,
I saw him again today. Well how could i not when he lives right next door to me? I felt like a stalker watching from a window, hiding behind a curtain. He brought a girl home today and just one look at her, you'll see... how she is so much better than me. I know, i am stupid. Its been a year and here i am still being a creeper with that tiny hope that he'll come back... that he'll pick me. People say dont judge the book by its cover, you never know what people are going through inside their home and stuff like that but i can't help it. I'm jealous. How is it that some people are just blessed with the good looks? Some even have the package from good looks, nice body, smart brain to a nice personality. I know popularity shouldn't really matter but a small part of me actually cares about it. I probably sound so selfish, so greedy but these are my feelings. Its not like I tell people about this and that's why i'm writing this instead. 'Cause somehow, you just have to let it out. That's what diaries are for right?
Eria<3
"That'll be a total of $45" The cashier told me with an overly bright smile.
"Thank you" I responded as i handed her my money and grabbed the bag containing my precious new sketchpad.
"Have a nice day!"
"You too"
I walked out with an excited smile heading down to Starbucks to meet up with Zoe.
As i entered, I was immediately welcomed with the homey and cozy atmosphere.
I also spotted Zoe whose bright blonde hair was bouncing up and down as she frantically waved at me. She sat on the right beside the window on the far corner as i approached her, her face transformed from a huge grin to a glare, seeming like she remembered something.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!? I'VE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR YEARS!" she exclaimed.
Some heads turned our way and i sunk down on the seat across her in embarrassment.
Just so you know, Humiliation is my arch enemy! And well, as you may have noticed... Zoe doesn't give a shit about what people think.
"Dude chill down." i chuckled, used to her exaggeration. Zoe has always been freaking overreacting, but that's just one of the things that makes her, her.
She simply continued to glare at me, i sighed saying "Okay I'm sorry zo, i had to drop by Michael's. t'was a long line" i explained getting up to order.
As i was leaving i heard my bestfriend mutter along the lines of me and my art obsession.
Can't deny that.
I got hot chocolate and a piece of blueberry cheesecake, my usual order to satisfy my cravings. It's another boring sunday morning so me and Zoe decided to head here and chit chat. Ever since we were in 8th grade, this cafe is our place, more like our second home. We know that whatever happens, at the end of the day, we'll find each other here. After paying and getting my order, I came back and was greeted by a creepily and suspiciously grinning Zoe.
"What's with that big smile?" i raised an eyebrow at her, also getting her contagious smile.
"Something's up with you... i just know it!" She winked at me.
"SPILL. NOW!" She demanded, her eyes sparkling in amusement.
"What makes you think that?" i laughed sitting down.
"Girl, Have you seen yourself today? You look absolutely blooming!" She exclaimed, waving her hands up for emphasis.
"Why, Thank you!" I said with a fake accent.
YOU ARE READING
The diary of an insecure lady
Teen Fiction"Damn it Eria! Why don't you play hard to get?" I tugged at my hair in frustration. "I just don't think anyone would work hard enough to get me." She answered in a barely audible voice as tears rolled down her cheeks.
