Dear Diary [ON HOLD]
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    Dear Diary [ON HOLD]

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    Being a teenager is never easy. When twelve-year old Riley Brooke is thrust into the tumultuous world of middle school drama, unrequited crushes, and growing up, her diary is the only friend she can turn to . . .

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    September, Friday 19
    Dear diary,
    We were walking down the street to my house when he suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "Wanna go hang out in the old treehouse?" 
    "Hey Riley?"
    "Yeah? Have you ever kissed anyone?"
    He leaned forward suddenly and kissed me on the mouth. I froze. 
    "Dude, what are you doing?"
    He shrugged. "I dunno, I just felt like it."
    "Well jeez, Howie, you can't just go around kissing people just because you feel like it."
    "Justine says you're pretty worthless if you don't know how to makeout with people before highschool. I just figured we both needed the practise."
    "Well, I don't care what bubblebrain Justine Finchley says. Gosh, Howie."
    He shrugged again. I could feel myself getting annoyed.
    Howie didn't know it, but he'd just stolen my first kiss. I was saving it for sometime special. I dunno, maybe while slowdancing on the dance floor at a school dance with a cute guy, with eighties love songs playing in the background. Not up in my old tree house with Howard!
    But I couldn't stop thinking about what he'd said. Was I really worthless for not knowing how to kiss guys? I'd never really thought about it before.
    One thing's for sure though - I need a boyfriend, ASAP.
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