Dear Diary,
Our Christmas party was coming soon, and our whole class was gathered here, together, to discuss what we'd bring to the party, and who'd be our Secret Santa.
"Your turn, Sunny." Mr. Denver tells me, holding in front of me, a hat with a bunch of little papers with names inside.
I reach inside, taking one out. "Wait!" I say, returning it and getting another one out, "I like this one better."
Mr. Denver laughs, before calling Lana over to pick a name.
I slowly unwrap the paper, my smile widening when I see who's name was on it.
Mr. Denver
Awesome! I'm getting my teacher a gift! OMG, what am I gonna get him?!
"Who'd you get?" Valentine asks me.
"Who'd you get?" I counter.
"Dustin." He says.
"Okay." I tease, beginning to walk away.
He grabs my arm though, stopping me, "Who'd you get?" He repeats. I grin, giving him the paper. He looks into it, before looking back at me. "Mr. Denver?"
"Uh-huh." I nod.
Once everyone had their own Secret Santa, Mr. Denver speaks, "Class, now we are going to discuss what you'll bring to the party."
"Chicken!" I shout, "I got dibs on chicken!" Everyone gives me a look, but I ignore it.
"Okay... you can bring chicken." Mr. Denver awkwardly nods, before asking people one by one what they'd bring.
Once everyone was bringing something, Mr. Denver made one last announcement. "Oh, and you don't have to wear your uniform tomorrow."
Now, it was our lunch break, though we were already done eating lunch.
"And then he said---" I pause. "Stop it." I glare at Valentine, who was resting his head on my shoulder again. I push it off. "Your heavy!"
He doesn't return his head on my shoulder, but he proceeded to wrap his arm around me.
"Quit it!" I whine, removing his arm.
I wasn't really in the mood for this right now, I just wanted to finish telling Holly my story, but he's pretty much annoying me.
I was about to start talking again, but then I just HAD to feel lips on my cheek once more.
I might have blushed, but I turn to face him, glaring. "That's it!"
He took this as his cue. He rose to his feet, running away from me. I chase after him, trying to catch up to him.
He runs right into the boy's restroom. But I didn't care. There was only one toilet there, so I knew no one was in there besides him.
I ran right in, about to hit him, until I hear the door click, making my eyes widen.
Oh, did I mention that this restroom sucks? There was a lock on BOTH sides of the door!
The one outside just had to be a barrel bolt, so I was locked inside, without a way out!
I was already having a bad day and right now... someone just happened to lock us in.
Great.
"Open up!" I groan, banging on the door.
"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" The people on the other side of the door chants.
I groan, looking around the restroom, trying to find another way out... but obviously, there wasn't another way.
"Wanna do it?" Valentine smirks, motioning to everyone's chanting.
"No." I glare at him, trying the door again. "Open up!"
They didn't reply though, they just continued chanting, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"
"Muah!" I make it loud enough, though I didn't really kiss him, "Now open the door!"
They just continue chanting though, making me groan. I turn to look at Valentine, giving him a look.
He's just standing there. Completely okay with all of this. How could he be so calm?!
So... we were basically in this stinky restroom for a few more minutes, until someone decided to open it.
Once the door opened, I ran right out. Not even bothering to see who opened the door.
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Like it? Hahaha. Bet ya thought that Sunny' s secret santa would've been Valentine or vice versa.
Oh, and just to inform you, remember, that in the first chapter, Sunny mentioned that it doesn't snow where they are. So yeah, no snow during their Christmas. :)
I've never actually tried snow. How is it like?
Is it really as beautiful as it is in the movies?
Or is it really a pain in the ass and why?
Haha, this sound like an exam. Okay, pls vote and comment.
Bye.
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Sunny's Diary
Teen FictionDiary Of A Broken Girl Sunny was your typical sweet girl. The typical good girl who wanted good grades, but just wasn't smart enough. Valentine was your typical boy in books, with the hot name, looks and everything. Except, he was all of them combin...
