dear diary

chapter 1

Dear diary,
I don't really know what to say! My grandma naught me his diary (journal??) For my birthday, and it would be rude not to use it.
I guess I can tell you who I am, seeing as I'll be talking to you everyday ,(If I don't give up that is!!)

Name: marionette dupain-cheng
Age:16
Hobby: anything fashion
Idle: Gabriel Agreste. He's such an amazing designer, my dream is to one day become his aprentise and open my own line of clothing!!!
School:francias dunpot (lets hope nobody finds this diary or I'll end up being stalked haha)

So, that's me I guess. I've never really had many friends, but I'm friendly with most people. That's why I was so surprised when a new transfer student stuck up for me when Chloè forced me out of my seat.
Apparently a new boy would be joining our class. A model who just so happens to be Chloès 'best friend' and she was determined to sit behind her 'Adrikins'
(He never turned up, so much for imaginary friends!)
Anyways, Alya (the girl who saved me) took me to sit beside her and told me something I would never forget.
"Good guys do nothing"
Yours,
Marinette x

The breath caught in my throat reading this. She was so happy. So full of life. Nothing could stop marinette, not even Chloè.
Her face appeared in my tired mind and made me smile, even if tears were gushing from my eyes. My neck flung back as I was struck with a memory
Marinette smiled as she turned to me.
"If you ever need anything, anything at all, I'm here. No matter how big or small"
Her sweet eyes looked so since at and gentle and I knew marinette was one of a kind. In that instant, I knew that this girl would be the one thing that kept me afloat.
The way she would fluster and go red at a single word.
Or the way her dazzling sm8le would light up the room.
Even the way she would never let anyone down, even Lila and Chloè.
I sighed and realised I was staring at her, and saying nothing.
"Yeah, thanks marinette. You're the best" I smiled at her red face, before turning away and heading towards home
I shot up and looked around my room. The thought of marinette overwhelmed me and I felt a need to scream.
I didn't of course. Nobody can know the way I feel. The aching, burning regret inside me. The way my heart pummells all the time, and the way her blue bell eyes and shining smile never leave me.
And even though this pain tears me apart, I know she will keep me safe. My heart pounds at the way the memory of her is like a sparkler in my mind. Always there so, so bright.
I just hope they never fizzle away and die, just like a sparkler, only leaving her name written in the sky.