Journal, page eight
I can't vent to Niall because he'll think I'm in love with Harry, I can't vent to Louis because he already thinks I'm in love with Harry...so I guess I'll just vent to you, dear reader. First of all, Harry's my teacher for roughly the next two months.
That's right, I said my teacher.
First of all, I didn't even know he had the certification for this...and even more importantly, why would he give up his dream of being a baker and get this stupid job that's ruining my life? What made him think this way? Did he just wake up one morning and say, "oh, I think it'd be a good day to destroy my old friend Wheeler's life!" and then go do it?
If you can't tell, I'm a little miffed.
But then, he did this freaking weird thing where he stuck up for me and sent the most popular guy in school to the Principal and that made me like him again. But then I tried to thank him, and he got all mushy and gave me this sad, sad look and I couldn't handle it so I got mad again and walked out on him.
The worst part is that I'm going completely insane because the only "person" I can truly talk to about this is you, and you can't actually answer me. I need some advice. Some real, unobjective,good advice about how to deal with this and not die of humiliation or sadness or anger.
The only thing keeping me alive right now is the promise of Behren's Cove on Friday night. I'm praying that it will be exciting and fun and help me forget about Harry altogether and just completely lose myself in Niall (who hopefully isn't boring).
I just have to have endurance until Friday.
Synonyms for endurance: perserverance, strength, grit, fortitude, patience, forbearance.
*A/N: So...what do you think happens now? This chapter goes out to Deguzzy, thanks so much for reading and commenting, I really appreciate it! Again, if anyone feels like they should've gotten a dedication by now and haven't--PLEASE tell me! I'm not intentionally leaving anyone out, I'm just going by what I see. Anyway, thank you all, you're all fab! xo
