Unrequited Diary

Dance Dreamer Oct. first

October first

Dear Diary,

"Ughhhhh! I can't do it!!!!!! I have been trying all week to ask zack to the Halloween ball, but just can't. I really do want to tell him how I feel, but I don't want to mess up our friendship."

Mari crashed back on her couch. Her shaggy brown hair fell into her chocolate eyes. she lazy tryed to blow it out of the way, but she eventually gave up and brushed it aside. She let out a sigh, and continued writing.

"I know it's dumb, but...I just always hoped my first kiss would be at that dance. Mr. Right standing before me in a tux and Tie. me in a beautiful dress, with My hair peeking out of my updo. We dance for a while, and then, he takes my hand, pulls me in close, and...nope nope nope nope nope! I'm not doing this again."

She quickly scribbled a "your friend Mari" and shut the small book. Her face was red and flustered. She never could deal with her own feelings well. She took a deep breath and reached for her phone. She Swiped past the lockscreen of her and zack at the fair, and set her alarm for the next day.