Dilemma of the Dude

Day 144

Dear Wattpad Diary, 

Hey there, miss me? Probably not. 

Okay, let me tell you the situation. It's day 144 since I saw Justin. We met when I moved here to New York (not really, but a big city). I met him in French class. He was sitting in front of Ella, the most popular girl in that class. I was sitting next to Cara. A girl from my home room. 

He was dressed in a maroon plaid collared shirt. He looked cute. In front of me was Upton.  He was the funniest guy in the class, next to Scott. Scott was beside me, behind Ella, who was behind Justin. I just stared at him. 

I knew on day 1 that I wouldn't talk to him right away. And I was right, I didnt talk to him till September. We became friends through my friend Emmy. I asked her what his name was, even though I knew. She introduced us and we were instantly friends. People became 'shipping' our names, since I am best friends with fan girls. They began to call us.... um.... Justice. It was a nice nickname, and I blushed everytime. But it blended in with my natural skin color. 

I walked into the gym one day. I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Justin. He stood there smirking with his backpack hanging off of his shoulder. I smiled, but turned back to the activity fair in front of me. Justin asked if I wanted to sign up for the Spanish club. I told him I would try, yet neither of us ever did. I ended up signing up for the PR club, which is completely true. I asked him one day he'd stay and take pictures with me for the football team. He was already going so we hung out allllll afternoon. I got his number too. 

I found out that I didn't have a ride home, what was I going to do? Justin offered to drive me home. That's when I met his family. They were sweet. His sister was kind and his dad seemed cool. They dropped me off and Justin carried my backpack to the door, it was adorable. 

Then on Halloween he had nothing to do, being the new kid also, we went over to my uncles house. He met my entire family, dressed as a Marine, cause that's what he did. It was sweet. 

But soon after that, like a week, the 'honeymoon' fase was over, and we weren't even in a relationship. We were best friends, and that 'only'. I liked him, and I knew he liked me.. he even told me. Yet, we weren't allowed to date. Well he wasnt, I was finally allowed. Then he began ignoring me. I was kind of devestated, I was jealous, (That's because my other friend, who used to like him also, told me he was hot) and moody. It was like I was on an eternal period. 

Now it's day 144. Meaning its Janurary 2. I have talked to him a few times over break, I met his guy bestfriend and we talked. His name was Jared. We skyped New Years, it was nice. 

I talked to him a couple of minutes ago. It was short tho. 

A- Hey 

J- Hello

A- How'd the sleep over go?

J- Grunt

A- Why?

J- Long Story

A- Do I even want to know? 

J- I am too tired to tell you. 

A- Alright, bye

We had talked about the dance a few days before. I am going with a friend if he doesn't ask me, David. But he may not go, I will check in with you every two days, meaning Sunday. 

Love you, 

Ace