Nicole's POV
I begin to gather my books when detention was over and started to make my way towards the door as quick as I could to avoid being seen with Jonah, but no,nature had to catch me whenever I was trying to be discreet about something
"Where are you running of too?"
"I...uhmm"
"Common, you said you won't lie to me again" she pressed trying to pout and trust me, am trying to stifle my laughter
"Fine...I'm going to see Jonah to get the diary and when I say Jonah, I mean creepy Jonah"
Instead of replying she was laughing
"I honestly don't see what's funny here"
"Your literally crawling on the floor.... Of course you're dragging attention to yourself"
Me?on the floor?....feeling self conscious, I check my surrounding and fair enough, I am on the ground
"Now, stand up,dust yourself, and let's go meet up with Jonah like civilised human beings shall we?"
"Of course"
And then we walk hand in hand out the door though the two of us couldn't walk out at the same time but we made it work.
"How was detention??"
"Just shut up and give us the diary" Joan answers for me
"I wasn't talking to you,but to save time-"
He started digging around in his bag till he found what he was looked for,then gave it to me
"-here you go"
Without second thoughts Joan collects it and shoves it into her bag
"Thank you again,Jonah"
I reply trying to wave him off
"Now,what would you say if me and you-"
"Go away Jonah" Joan replies pushing him out of the building with her tiny hands
"Sooo,where to?"
"My apartment" I answer for her
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"They look exactly the same.."
When I and Joan had left school, we ate something light that is,the snacks, fanta,cake and probably the whole pack of soda crackers....now currently on my bed examining the two diaries that I placed in front of us while we sat cross legged with both our index fingers on our chin
"Yeah..Joan, could you pass my glasses beside you on the lamp stand?"
She reached out her hand and swiftly picked the glasses and handed it to me
"Here"
I nod in acknowledgment and picked the fake diary and sniffed it, that's when it hit me....
"The fake one was written with candle wax covered in gold paint while the real one is metal"
To confirm my allegations, Joan collected the fake diary and peeled the 'I' and formed and 'o' with her mouth
"Why would someone try to trick me into believing what was written in the fake diary?"
"They obviously didn't want us to be friends, I mean seeing what is written in here I guess that this was planned?"
She answers without looking up from the diary
"Well,there's no way to find all that out except we open the real one and read it...here we go"
It also had a lock.....
This is going to take forever......
YOU ARE READING
October 11
Teen FictionMurder: her best friend was involved Love: she got too involved Hate: she was more than happy to give it her best shot And that pretty much sums up Nicole Grey; curious teen who stops at nothing to avenge her best friends death but along the way...
