Prologue
I walked through the halls of West Wood High. I dreaded every step I took, but then again, I tell myself that it's my senior year. If I was able to past through all those years, why not know, right? Yeah that encouragement never really helped myself though. I heard giggling to my right, which was obviously from the girls, a guy talking about the girl he had banged the previous night, and the geeks talking about Math homework maybe.
I clutched onto my books, a little tighter, walked into Literature and started doodling on my notebook. I actually did like Literature, but Mr Murphy was a really boring teacher. Actually, I think that'd be an understatement. I didn't need to listen to him teach because his voice was so monotoned, I'd just study myself.
Then Ash walked in. Ladies and gentlemen, behold, the bad boy of West Wood High. I watched as the girls in the class swooned over him and batted their eyelashes. Do they have something in their eye or something? I never understood why girls would bat their eyelashes at guys. Do they want the guy to notice their batting eyes problem? I will have to admit, Ash was cute. But that's only on the outside. On the inside, he was the meanest person ever! I've never talked to him, but he beats up kids like their bread dough! Rumor has it, he's been to jail before because he'd beaten someone up so badly.
But then again, I can't judge him too quickly right? Maybe the bad boy look and personality is just an act, it's like a wall. A wall so high no one will be able to break it.
Not that I cared.
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"no!" I shouted at my computer screen as Alison died.
Currently I was sprawled on my bed watching Teen Wolf and boy was I tearing up. They can't do that to me. Ugh.
I decided to head downstairs to get some food cause my stomach was grumbling.
"hey" I smiled to mom.
"hi, hungry?"
"that question is invalid, mom" I stated, rolling my eyes.
I'm always hungry. She has to know that. She's my mother for god's sake.
"well I've got cookies," she smirked.
"yes please!" I clapped my hands, receiving the cookies and heading to my room.
I sat by the window when I got back to my room. It was raining. I leaned my head on the cold glass and watched as the raindrops trickled down the window and listened to the sound of the rain. It was dark outside, but somehow I didn't really care. It was calming. It was relaxing. Usually, I'd be scared to look out the window at night, mostly because I was afraid something was looking back at me. I sighed and took my little black book out of my bag. Then I took a blue pen and started writing.
Dear diary,
I have friends now! no just kidding ha ha. friends my ass. I still can't get over the fact that they killed Alison in Teen Wolf. can I sue them for that please?!
so anyways, today was the same. boring, lame, boring. I should really make friends shouldn't I? but I don't want the same thing that happened to happen again. I know it's not really related, but I really hate people to enter my life and leave. also, I'm still lost in space about why girls bat their eyelashes when they see a cute guy. once again, you should know who the guy is. of course, the one and Ash Anderson.
then mom made cookies, and here I am, sitting by the window, eating a piece of the chocolate chip cookie and writing in you. you're literally my only friend other than mom. but if mom was my friend, that's pretty weird right? because mom is well, a mom and she can act as a friend, but she can't be my friend.
it's getting late. I'll 'see' you tomorrow night. goodnight diary.
-Cassie
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A/N: i know it's short, but the upcoming chapters will be longer of course. i didn't want to give too much detail in a prologue. also, this isn't edited!! thanks for reading! remember to vote yeah?:]
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