Heart breaking playboy

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Dear diary,

Wait a second, this ain't no girly diary, lets make this my personal journal where I put in my professional dates and a little bit of feeling.........Okay A lot more of those things just for future reference. To be honest I was expecting this story to be really simple but with all the ups and downs and the difficulties and successes of my journey. This friend IS MY LIFE................

9th January 2012

Dear diary,

I just started high school in dramatic school of arts or as I like to call it DSA. I was happy because I was welcomed and I felt really appreciated. We had these parties I was taken to so I can have a great life in DSA but sometimes days change and your welcome turns into something i like to call..... SO-LAST-YEAR STUFF.

Well, my name is Tanisha, A sixteen year old girl, People say I am rich and well technically USED TO BE SO COOL, studying in a school that has a simple curriculum and was in the cool squad since I know no one is as hot as I am..........JOKES!!! Well no one knows I am the hottest girl there, so basically a MEGA Ouch! I know I seem self-centered but it's not what it looks like. Its just the fact that I accept my inner beauty and don't call myself ugly is all. I know I am beautiful so I know there is totally some one else out there that might think the same thing.  I graduated from the tenth grade just last year now I am in the last year of DIPLOMA than I have to go to university.

After FOUR months some new kids come to this school but these are different kids they weren't New Yorkers these were Indians. In our school we have rumors and some say that all the Indian girls and boys are the hottest people and the prettiest were the girls because of their long hair and the guys because of their wavy hair. They were four Indian new kids who came to visit our school, they did not know a lot of English but they were fast learners. Their names were Arianna, Trent, danor and Nicole.

Nicole became a close, caring friend who always stood up for me didn't need actually sometimes to have someone stand up for me or make up an argument for me because I was popular but then she wanted to help anyways. Arianna acted like a tomboy but at least she wasn't girly, I may act like one sometimes but I hate being friends with one they just like to gossip. Gossiping is not my style.

I thought of showing the new students around the school, I thought it was best if I show Trent around the school so time when we were having break getting ready for the fourth lesson to come, I showed him around the school and he asked for direction and since I wasn't as new anymore I knew all the ways of my school. It felt good helping a kid around my school actually he wasn't an ordinary kid, He was a kid who became popular so quick, all the older kids like chasing him around. Since the university and the high school are in the same area, the students know all of the students in high school.

After we were done with the tour and it was time for class he thanked me and looked at me in a friendly yet funny look and I laughed then he laughed, it was cool but then it was time to go so I showed him to his class.

Vanessa, my most caring friend was curious of my life, I just wish she never was cause it is what caused her big problem from the start, I was with that person up to lunch just showing him around the cafeteria and getting our usual lunch I really wanted to be first in line so I started running but the Trent was competitive and ran after me. It seemed cute according to my friends and as usual they started teasing me about it. I got to the line first but now that did not matter because I got tired of the same routine with all the girls, all they do is pick a random boy and tease their name with mine for the rest of the semester hoping I would smile....STUPID!!!

Okay so I never liked him at first because he was one of my great friends in my grade, we both had same interest but we never got those weird feelings at those times. Well it was 9th April meaning they missed a lot, they caught up pretty fast in all the subject and they learner English very fast according to what they ask me in SOME SUBJECTS. Well after bugging me as well.

Every night though they used to be a special place where I really felt we connected but out of all the places in the world to feel weird I actually fell he connects with me at the library.

I KNOW IT'S BORING AND AN AWKWARD PLACE BUT STILL!

I think it was because we both liked computers but to think of it even though we were friends, we never texted to each other not even once and none of us really acted as friends when it came to computers.

15th April

This was the day I made a complete fool of myself in front of him, I was going to take my homework when I fell, made a split and hit my head on the wall. It was dreadful and the worst part was that everyone was laughing at me even him and I was upset and sad, I did not feel like I usually feel.

Well this is why I became popular actually, my mum is a fashion designer, my dad was a model (before he married my mum), I am great in geography, history and civics (the study of governance) making me a mega genius when it comes to the study of the world and people ask me lots of questions about the world and I get it right all the time.

The boys, Im afraid never care about popularity just goofing around and making a fool out of each other, I sometimes wonder if they find school all fun and games.

Vanessa could not stand to see me down so she came to help me but then there they came the gossipers I call friends. I don't respect them enough to be my friends but I don't despise them enough to be my enemies. We just insult each other when we are bored and help each other if we feel like it.She walked up to me laughing and she called me a fool. I got upset. I called her a wit and she said

"At least ain't a fool. She thought

I fought back with some trash talk "better a witty fool then a foolish wit".

Those my friends are the popular girls every girl in school say they got attitude, more attitude than me. In school I am known for great character and stewardess (goody-two-shoes) while those kids have been cool for attitude and rudeness so anyways they walked away and had to reflect on their words as usual while I am in injuries reflecting on my steps (not as usual).

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