Him...

~♡Emery~

DEAR DIARY

THIS WEEK HAS BEEN HORRIBLE FOR ME. I GOT DIVORCED BY HERALD. AND YES, I STILL LOVE HIM. THE WORST OART OF ALL OF THIS IS THE REJECTION I GET. HE DOESN'T LOVE ME BACK. TOO MUCH IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW AND I'M ONLY 21!!! WELL...NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT,MY WEEK WAS NOT THAT BAD. I MET A GUY. A RUDE ONE ACTUALLY. WE BUMPED INTO EACH OTHER ON MY WAY TO WOOLWORTHES AND MY PHONE CRACKED BUT HE FIXED IT FIR ME. I DIDN'T GET HIS NAME BUT OH WELL, IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER BECAUSE HE SEEMS LIKE A DISTANT PERSON ANYWAY. A LOT OF QUESTIONS ARE RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD RIGHT NOW...WHO IS HE? HOW OLD IS HE? DOES HE HAVE A JOB? AS I'M WRITING THIS DIARY ENTRY, I KEEP THINKING ABOUT HIS CURLY BROWN HAIR AND GREY EYES. WISH I COULD TALK MORE BUT I'VE GOT TO GO.

♡ EMERY

"Enery, we're backing muffins, macaroons, brownies and choc chip cookies. We're running out if flour so do you mind if we send you down to Woolworths to buy some flour and vanilla essence?" said Dad. "Sure, I need some fresh air anyway..."

As I walk to Woolworths, I bump into a hard chest. What is with me and bumping into hard chests these days?? "What where you're going lady," he said. "Oh, it's you," he said. I looked up at him as I watched those grey eyes soften. "You know, you should REALLY watch where you're going. How many times have we bumped into each other?" I said. "Well, the first time was totally your fault. And FYI, I seem to know where I'm going," he snapped. I rolled my eyes and asked,"Do you have a phone?" I cover my mouth quickly and notice what a stupid question I just asked. "Yeah, I have a phone, what do you take me for?" he says, stating the obvious. "Oh well, can I have your numbers? Uhhh...only to transfer money into your account." "Okayyy? But you do know that you don't have to have my numbers to do that right?" he says slowly. "Oh, yeah I know but you're gonna have to send me your banking details and stuff." I swear I'm gonna slap myself right now. "Oh ok..." he laughs as we exchange numbers. I ask another if my stupid questions. "Have you ever exchanged numbers with a girl before?" I silently scold myself for that. Why do I keep making myself sound stupid!? "Nahh, but only the cute ones. I only have one girls number which is yours," he says qhile winking at me. He thinks I'm cute? When I look back up again...he's not there. Oh. BEEP!

Ezra- Text me later

His name was Ezra...

"Finally! What took you so long!" said my parents. "Well, the line was long," I lie. "Ok well, at least you're here now. Do want to help us bake?" asked Mom. "No, I'm fine. But call me when the pastries are ready? I'll be spending the rest of the day in my room today," I say while heading upstairs. I lock the door behind me and take out my phone.