Phew... another day of school. Isn't this how all stories start? Oh well. I woke up with my stupid alarm laughing like a hyena stuck in a bird cage. Just like always. Why is life so boring? Eat. Sleep. School and repeat. When will life EVER change.
I walk into school and I find a group of kids swarming over my locker. Shoot. I left it opened through the weekends. You might think, oh, well what's bad about that! But no, I forgot my diary in it last weekend; something I would rather die then to leave it somewhere without me.by.its.side. I push through the crowd of stinky winks and on the floor is my helpless diary, left open on the page of the poem I wrote for my crush Stevie Bobs. The most popular guy at school.
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LiFe Of Pi - SoRrY, LiFe Of HeLi.
RandomIt's about a girl who get humiliated when her diary falls out of her locker but is is as bad as she thinks it is? P.s this book is a joke don't take it seriously
