I thought it would make my mother happy if I took the damn book with me to school, I hardly ever see her smile anymore she is like a cold stone now. Some times I don't even think she has emotions any more, and so I try my best to make her happy. But today was the first time I had seen her smile in a long time.
Now I entered the bus and Kylie got on at my stop, because it was are thing-hard to explain but a best friend thing.I took a seat before the emergency exit; just in case I had a miss fortune and had to jump out the bus door. I pull my leather side bag off my shoulder and pulled you out (sounds wrong? Who cares! I'm the only one who is going to see this). Kylie had sat in front of me so we could still talk but have seats to ourselves.Began to write all this....
Until we stopped at a house that would give anyone the chills. Then came in the only person I didn't ever want to see on the first day of school; Grimm Alaric *FREAKING* Hale. I thought nothing could ruin my first day of high school till now.
In every high school, no matter where you are from there is always that one, boy that is just speaks "wow". A total hot badass that every girl wants to date, and every guy wants to be. In my case that boy is Grimm Alaric Hale. I couldn't be any more un-attracted.
And with that cocky ego he worked so hard for, he had the nerve to barge in and invade my seat, pushing my legs of the seat I might add, and looks me straight in the eyes.
Grimm; "Can I sit here, or are you going to kick me off the seat?"
Me; "Well given the fact that you already say down, when there is like ten seats open for you to sit in; sure why not." I gave that jerk my sourest face hoping he would get a hint and move. It didn't work.
Grimm;" Your cute you know that. we should hang out some time. Maybe after you finish writing in your diary?"
I had never wanted to punch someone in the throat so much and I did in that very moment. Rage.
Me;"Ha. Ha. Ha." Coughed put every thing in my bag stood up when the bus stopped and asked ever so nicely "Can you move your ass, I'm trying to move seats, and no we can't hang out when I'm don't writing."
He put one hand over he's built chest, did a sad face and murmured, "Ouch. that one hurt. You see I'm not used to rejection. When I want something I will have it. And I have been waiting for you for a while now so can't you be a little gentle?"
What the hell! how was I supposed to respond to something like that. It was weird on so many levels. Safe to say I was freaked the f*** out. Excuse my language.
Me; "Oookaayy, there is no easy way to put this, so I'm going to lay it straight. That was extremely creepy and I don't know you, as well as you not knowing me. So take you and your horrible pick up lines and try it on some one els. Umm thank you and good bye."
This boy was relentless. I couldn't be anymore harsh and he acted like he didn't hear a thing. This was going to be a long bus ride.
After a few minuets of silence he cracked his clinched jaw open and spoke again.
Grimm; "I don't really like my first name, because its your last name, so please call me Alaric or just babe. Why the face? I'm joking call me what ever you want it's fine with me. Your happiness means the world to me."
How could he possibly get and creepier? he was talking to me like he knew me- he didn't. He practically called my his girlfriend- which I definitely wasn't. But some how it seem sweet.
Me;" Okay."
Grimm;" That's it? just an 'okay' a solid boring 'okay'. Well okay."
Me; "Yeah."
I then looked out the window and he scooted close. I scooted closer to the window to find him scooting even more. By the time we got to school I had a migraine.
I will write more when I have some free time for now I have to go to first period; "Honorary advances placement language&history" all my classes are "H.A.P. classes" it will be a long first day.
Bye for now journal.
-Carrow
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