It Takes Two

Prologue

Okay so, this is supposed to be a prologue. I'm planning on making this story like a diary thing so yeah. Although, there might be some parts that isn't going to be in a diary format. But I'm not sure yet. If this isn't the story you expected because of my description, sorry. I actually didn't even know I'll be doing a sorta diary thing. If you don't want to continue reading, it's fine. I hope you'll give it a chance though.

Before you guys start reading, I'm just warning you, I'm an amateur, so my ideas could sometimes be all over the place. I try hard and I do my best, I promise you that. But, sometimes it's not nearly enough. So yeah. And btw, I don't really edit much so if there are mistakes, either just ignore it or inform me. Okay yeah.

Hope you guys enjoy!

~PROLOGUE~

Dear Diary,

So, I guess I'll start writing to you now. Since aunt Millie gave you as a birthday gift, I should probably use it. We all know how demanding she is about people using her gifts.

Well, I do. Once, the shirt she gave me for Christmas didn't fit me, so I gave it away. It was terrible when she found out. So I'm not planning to have a repeat of that.

Anyway, I guess I should start calling you a name. Diary seems so... simple.

I'll think of one. The next time I write to you, (which is probably tomorrow) I should already be using an original name. Other than Diary, at least.

Today is great so far. Luke, my boyfriend, gave me a beautiful necklace. (I guess I forgot to mention that today is my birthday. Hence, aunt Millie's gift). He knows I'm not really a bracelet person, so yeah. To be honest, I was surprised he knew. I didn't think he would, actually. He got me a silver necklace with a heart pendant with my name carved on it. So in other words, it has a 'Krastiny' carved on the heart.

Chassie, one of my best friends, (she has a twin who is also my best friend. I'll get to him later.) got me a new set of t-shirts.

(My wardrobe consists mostly of t-shirts, shorts, and a few skinny jeans. I guess there are a few dresses hidden somewhere in my closet. I'm not really sure. I don't usually wear dresses.)

Chass (or Chassie) bought ten t-shirts, most of which I approve of. Well the last time, she bought me fifteen shorts (at least 8 of it is now hers. I wouldn't wear those kinds of shorts so I gave it to her. She was ecstatic). Which is why I think she improved. Most of the shirts she bought me fits my style.

Ironic isn't it, diary? I'm not much of a fashion girl but Chass? It's like her life. But we're still the best of friends.

Chase, Chass' twin brother, gave me a stuffed toy. It was an elephant named Julia.

(See, almost all of my stuff has names. Soon enough, you'll get yours too.)

We had this agreement when we were little, that whenever he would give me something, it would already be named and vise versa. I honestly have no idea why we have that, but it makes life more interesting. (It adds the color white to my black and gray life).

I have a bag named Charlie, a guitar named Samantha, and a lot more other things.

I bet you're still confused about how we look like, Diary. Well, I'll describe everyone in my life soon enough. Including me.

Going back to my day.

My aunts and uncles would usually give me some money so, it's nothing much worth mentioning.