Diana:
I met Diana about a week after I moved in with Ms. Farce. I was fifteen. It was the first day of school for me (they were all half way through the year), and I didn’t know anyone, so naturally, when I got to the school where nothing new ever happens, the class president wanted to meet me. Well, I have one word for the first impression I had of her.
Energy.
I’m talking, fidgety, bouncy, nervous, talkative, psycho energy. I thought the girl was a lunatic. She showed me around the whole school within two minutes of saying hello. She had a permanent smile, and she sat with me in our first class. I was so embarrassed when she introduced me to the Biology class without warning. Luckily, for me, second period was Algebra for her, and I had French. That is where I met another friend, but she’ll get her own chapter.
History was a bore, no friends there. After was Algebra, and I had lunch with both friends. Diana made sure to catch me up on all things that happened in school, and the other girl gave me the latest gossip, even though I had no clue who they were talking about. My last class was art, and both of them had that class, too. We walked in and sat together.
Days passed the same, and one day, in June, with one week left, I was invited to Diana’s party. “It will just be you, Sierra, Kayla Barratt, Bailey from Art, Samantha Higgins, and myself. I promise it’ll be fun.”
I agreed, however, when more people showed up, I left, overwhelmed.
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Diana is that girl who is a great friend, but she is easily manipulated. Kids in school walked all over her. She is beautiful, and they use that to their advantage, if you know what I mean.
She has long brown hair, bone straight. It contrasts her blue eyes perfectly. I wish I had her eyes. They can’t be described as ‘ocean blue’ or ‘the color of the sky’. Her eyes are ice.
She will stick up for you in a heartbeat, but if you say something wrong, she turns on you faster than you can snap your fingers. But it isn’t bipolar. It’s more like the type of mood swings you get when you’re pregnant. ‘Girly mood swings.’ But I love her. Anyone willing to deal with me and my stubbornness is worth keeping, and she is far beyond that.
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So sorry it's been so long!
Posting again today!
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Meag xx
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