(Lol ok so I kind of skipped chapter 12. Well I didn't skip it I just went from 11 to 13, but whatevs.)
A diary. My mom fucking got me a diary to write all my feelings down. Like, what the hell? She was saying how "moving to a new country can be hard" and how she had read somewhere that "it's healthy to write down what's going on in your life". She just wants me to write down what's happening in my life so she can read it and be a snoop. God, she's a bitch.
Anyway, I have to write in it or else she'll get me a tutor for my classes. So, here it goes.
September 2
I have no idea what to write in here. I don't really know what I'm feeling right now. I don't really know what's happening in my life that I would have the energy to write down. I guess someone slapped my ass yesterday and I slapped them across the face and then was "kidnapped" and taken to a warehouse and boxed. I guess that's kind of weird. Speaking of weird, there's this kid in my class(I'm not gonna write down his name) that just...I don't know, but I know something's not right about him. Anyway, I don't want to write anymore. Do I say good-bye or something? I guess so.
Good-bye.
That was depressing. To get my mind off of it I actually get out my books and try to do my homework. After about 5 minuets of trying I get a text from my phone. I quickly grab it. My lifesaver. When I look at the number I don't recognize it. All they wrote were:
*hello*
I text back, wondering who it was and how they got my number.
Me:*who is this*
*the one and only*
I raise my eyebrow and don't respond so who ever this was would actually tell me who they were.
*it's theo*
How'd he get my number?
Me:*who gave u my #?*
*i have my sources*
I snort.
Me:*creep*
*ill take that as a compliment*
I roll my eyes.
Me:*it's not*
*too bad*
Me:*whatever, I have to go. I'm doing my homework good-bye*
I hear the door close downstairs.
*sorry no can do*
I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.
Me:*what do u mean?*
I hear a knock on my door.
"Who's there?" I shout while my phone buzzes that I have a new message.
*cause I'm here*
I get up and turn the handle to find Theo standing there with his phone in his hand. He smiles innocently while I stare at him in confusing.
"What are you doing here, stalker?" I ask him.
"Nice to see you too and guess what?" I stare at him, scared. What happened? He holds out his hands with fake excitement.
"I'm your tutor!"
(Ok so I'm working on another story that I like a lot better. I might delete this one I don't know yet, but thank you whoever you are for actually trying my story out. It kinda sucked so I'm sorry. I hope my new one will be a lot better. I already have most of my other one typed so I might publish it soon. It's a fanfic about Cameron Dallas and Magcon so yeah...for all u ladies and guys *cough* ronan *cough* who like that stuff. Love y'all)
