Dear Diary | The Ramblings Of A Sexually Confused Veronica Sawyer

September 12, 1989

Dear Diary,
Heather Chandler smiled at me, genuinely. That can't be right. No no no no no no no.
I at least know that I'm not crazy though. Today was wild, Duke started to throw fists at the new kid who was making fun of them, big mistake. The new kid, aka trench coat kid, is actually pretty cool. But he seems unstable. So that's a no go. Chan styled her hair today, it was more curled. I also noticed that she was wearing less makeup. Why do I pay that close of attention? I don't know nor want to know why.

Write To You Tomorrow,
Veronica Sawyer