Diary of A Broken Hearted

Chapter 3

March 19, 2010

Dear Diary,

I'm so confused. I don't know what's happening to me anymore. Today, I was sick and ended up with a flu causing me to miss school. I wanted to go to school but Nanny Janet forced me to stay put and rest. I was even crying at some point because of it.

So, I was there in my bed looking at the ceiling when my door opened revealing an amused Cole. Happy can't even describe what I felt inside. He told me that he skipped class as soon as he heard that I was sick and he even brought soup with him.

Butterflies were swarming in my stomach and I was smiling the whole time that he was here. I can't stop myself from smiling. I don't know why but I was blushing the whole time, or so he thinks. I'm so confused with my actions but I can't help it. It's like my body is acting on its own and I have no control over it. We only did the usual things that we do: eat, talk, laugh and bond but it was different. Maybe it was because he kissed my forehead and held my hand even though he knew that I was sick.

Wait, am I having feelings with Cole?

Xoxo,

Trina

Another first day of school.

I entered Mounthigh Academy, one of the most well-known and expensive school in the country, with my head held high. Last year, I was the heiress geek and unwanted bestfriend but this year, it'll be different. I won't be the same plain, old, boring me. This time, I'll be somebody - a force to be reckoned with.

With my Channel boots, I glided up the steps and soon enough all eyes were on me. Well, I you were holding a limited edition Louie Vuitton bag that wasn't even out in the stores yet.

"Why do you have that?" a girl asked me looking at my very expensive accessory. "That bag's not out yet. I should know. I'm still on the waiting list."

I raised my bag a little higher for everyone to see.

With a smirk on my face, I went up to her and said, "Girl, you need to have wealthy parents."

I recognized this girl from some of my classes and also from some of the parties that I recently attended. She's Maggie Oxford - daughter of the CEO of the LAX accounting firm. This girl's also rich but not as rich as I am.

"Wealthier than what you have now." I said as I turned my back and continued on walking to my locker.

Everywhere I went, eyes were on me and boys were raking on my body. Who wouldn't when I'm actually showing off some skin. Over the summer, I concentrated on putting some curves on my body and learning how to properly flaunt it. It was a hard and long process but it was worth it especially when I saw Miranda and her minions gawking at me. Yeah, it was totally worth it.

My day went without a hitch until the last period. The teacher was in the middle of a roll call when somebody entered the room.

My heart beat became faster and my hands started to sweat when I saw who it was. Standing by the door in all his gorgeous glory was the blue-eyed guy. He had a black V-neck shirt that fits him like a glove and ripped jeans. In short, he was totally edible.

As if there was a magnet, the blue-eyed guy noticed me and your eyes locked. His smirk became an amused smile as he slightly nodded his head as if acknowledging my presence.

"Hi. I'm Drew Hammington and obviously I'm new here." he said. "I'm single and very much available so if..."

Before he could finish, the teacher cut him off by shoving him into his seat that was a seat from mine.

All throughout the class, the girls were passing papers, that I assume has their numbers on it, and giggling like drunken idiots. I let out a frustrated breath and tried to focus on the teacher with no luck. I glared at them from time to time but they didn't pay me any attention. They were busy trying to get the attention of the new guy.

After an hour of pure torture, the bell rang signalling the end of the day. I gathered my books and immediately went out of the room and to the parking lot.

I was about to load my things on my new Porsche when someone caught my eye. Drew was leaning on my car - hands crossed in his chest.

"Nice car." he complimented.

"What do you want?" I asked. "Shouldn't you be with some bimbo and making out in the janitors closet?"

And with that, he laughed.

"Are you serious?" he asked. "You do think highly of me, do you?"

He gave me his million dollar smile and it took a lot for me to stop myself from staring at him in pure amazement. Seriously, how can a person have perfect white teeth? I had to suffer 3 years of having braces and a year with retainers just to have the teeth that I have right now.

"What do you want?" I asked him and tried to look bored though inside I was screaming for him to stop smiling so that my heart would run in its normal beat.

"You."

"W-what?"

Ok, I didn't expect that.

"I. Want. You. Alexis Katrina De Carrie." He emphasized every word but I still wasn't able to process it fully in my head.

It seems like my brain malfunctioned.