𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒; stanley barber

𝐗𝐗𝐕. dear diary

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we walked and down the hall. admiring all of the decorations that were hung up. the school actually looked pretty nice for once. but that wasn't even the best part. the best part was when we walked in the gym. 

tons of people just dancing and being happy. a punch table and snacks, and even a fucking dj was here! the decorations were even better than in the hall. so far, this homecoming seemed pretty great. 

i looked over to my right and saw syd and dina standing over by the punch table. my arm tugged stanley's to get him to walk over to them.

"hey guys!" stanley said with excitement. 

my gaze went over to syd's. "woah, syd. you in a dress? i didn't think i'd live to see the day." 

she rolled her eyes but held a grin. "don't get used to it." 

we all complimented each other and talked. stan said dina looked like a christmas tree which was a little weird but was funny nevertheless. 

it felt good to be with them, good to be with my friends. for once in my life here at this shitty ass high school i finally felt like i fit in with everybody. my real friends weren't mercedes, ricky, and bradley. my real friends were the people i was with right now. 

jenny doesn't count, she's my best friend. 

a slow song started to play and stanley groaned out. "oh god, i have to change this. i'll be right back." and ran over to the dj. 

i looked over at syd and dina. "i'm gonna see what's up with stan, you guys go dance." they both smiled over at me and said thanks as i walked over to stanley. 

"whaddya mean you don't know bloodwitch?" he screeched. the dj shrugged his shoulders and looked back at his laptop. probably picking out a new song. stan turned back to me and sighed. "sorry i couldn't change it. now we have to dance to this shitty ass song." 

i giggled at him and held his hand. "i don't mind." 

he smiled at me and walked over to the middle of the floor. i looked over and saw syd and dina dancing as well. smiling at each other. 

stanley wrapped his arms around my waist while i rested mine on shoulders. swaying back and forth to the slow song. 

"i'm sorry if hands are sweaty, i'm nervous and i don't want to mess up," he squinted his eyes shut and exhaled out. "fuck, i didn't mean to say that." 

i smirked up at him. "it's okay, baby. i know." my head laid on his chest. 

stanley chuckled and started to speak. "it's funny, yuh know. never in my life at westinghouse would i think that a guy like me would be with a popular girl. not just any popular girl; a beautiful, funny, and amazing girl like you."

and in the moment i knew that i didn't just like him. 

"stanley, i think i-." 

a loud applause started to come from the students around us. maybe it's a good thing that i wasn't able to finish it, too soon. the prom king and queen went up there and the boy started to give his speech. 

"i wanna thank my mom, for-." 

brad had just ran up on the stage and snatched the mic from him. "listen up!" he yelled out to the crowd. 

jesus, what the hell is he doing now?

mr. file tried taking the mic from him but he refused. "just give me a second!" he yelled at him, which mr. file just backed up and looked at him with confusion. brad's gaze went down to look at the students. "i would like to take this moment to talk about something very important that effects everyone here." his eyes darted over to a certain someone. 

"y/n l/n and sydney novak."

everyone turned around to look at her and i. "hey, guys. raise your hand so everyone can see you." but of course syd wasn't an idiot. "let's talk about y/n first, and her fucked up life." he hopped down from the stage and started to walk through the crowd. "before dina and i made out during detention, she told me how she felt bad about y/n's mom punching her in the face." 

my gaze went over to a certain someones. "dina!" i whisper yelled.

she looked over at me and mouthed "sorry." with a sad look on her face. 

"but enough about, y/n. let's get on to syd." brad said cutting me off. "you see, what a lot of people don't know about sydney is...she's one hell of a writer." and pulled out her diary.

her eyes widened, i turned over and looked at her. feeling deep sadness inside me.

"you know it's funny, because everyone's so fast to call me an asshole, but while i was downstairs banging jenny tuffield at ricky's, guess what sydney was doing upstairs," he paused and glared at her. "she was kissing my girlfriend." 

i turned over to look at her. that was the person she kissed at the party. it was dina! but why was he being such an ass about it? love who you want to love. 

 the eyes beginning to glare into syd's soul as brad continued on. "now don't get me wrong. chicks get drunk, they make out sometimes and i'm all for it." he took a pause. "but being a full on dyke, that's a whole other ball game."

brad started to flip though the diary. "i mean syd is fucking in love with dina. page after page, it's absolutely pathetic." dina rolled her eyes. "my god, don't even get me started with the daddy issues on this one. everyone in her life thinks that she's a piece of shit, and i mean everyone." he chuckled over to me. 

"sound familiar, y/n?"

it didn't make me mad that he was exposing syd and i's privacy, what made me mad was that no fucking adult in this place came to stop him!

stanley's face filled with rage. he started charging at him, yelling "hey man leave her alone." but brad smacked him straight in the face. knocking him out cold making everyone gasp.

"stanley!" i crouched down to him. "babe, babe? wake up, are you okay?" he didn't say anything, he just laid down on the ground. brad continued to keep going.

"but that isn't even the weirdest thing about sydney novak."

my gaze went up to look at him. no, he's going to reveal her powers. that's not fair! what if something happens to her? 

i started to speed walk towards him. "go to hell you fucking-." 

he shoved me down on the ground making me hit the back of my head, a groan coming out of my mouth. it hurt so bad that i even let out some tears. all i could do was lay there in agony

brad turned back to look at  at sydney and smirked. "get this..."

no...

"sydney, claims..."

shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!

"that she has-AHHHHHH!"

brad began to burst into flames, screaming and wailing his arms around which made him drop  the diary on the floor. i stood up and looked at him with a widening eyes. oh my god, am i doing this! god please stop! and if matters couldn't get any worse his head exploded.

not the exact way i wanted the fire to stop.

y'all when i tell you i could not WAIT to update this-

get ready for the next chapter ;)