the love boy

part 1// the beginning

pov. Dylan

"Dear diary, well today is not going very well.... I'm a little lonely. All my friends from second year aren't at school, they got a day off. So today it was just me by myself." that's what I was writing in my diary. I was sitting on a school bench all alone. I saw a girl coming up to me, she looked cute, but she was not my type. She said "Hey, you're Dylan, right?" I looked weird at her. "Uuuuum yes that's me, how do you know my name?" I asked while packing my stuff and getting up. I kept looking at her till she said "We have an assignment together, didn't you read the paper you got in English class? Ohh and I'm Alice by the way." *If you wanted to know. * She thought in herself. *what do I say now, this conversation is getting weird? * "Yeah yeah sure, I did read it... but uhm... you can come to my place later. You know... to make the assignment." Came out of my mouth to break the silence and talk myself out of it. She looked at me like I was a freak or something, I mean I wasn't lying. I didn't mind her coming over to make the task... it was just to study right. Butt still I didn't want her in my house because that's something only couples do... and we weren't dating or anything. There was no reason for her to be in my house at all. "we always could make it in the library so you don't need to come to my house after school" *Ohh shit I'm really trying to talk myself out of this* " We'll make the task at my house, it's fine for me. Be at my house at seven o'clock. Okey? Well see you then! Bye!" She said and just walked away from me like I didn't have anything to say about that. I wanted to say something about it, but I didn't have any time to say a thing. *I'm screwed! * Well the only thing I know for sure is that I'm not going to her house, maybe she wants to do something with me; like couple stuff! I was in panic. I looked at my watch and realized I needed to get to class. My next subject is Math, I walked to my classroom and took a seat. I dropped my stuff next to my table, took my diary out of my backpack and started writing again.