Diary Entry of a Teen in love

Dairy Entry, February 15th. 1

Day sucked. Had a hangover from last night, and woke up late in the morning. Blimey, my head buzzed, and droned, and it felt like a million bees inside my head.2

Jumping out of bed, narrowly avoiding a fatal fall as my foot slips on the edge of the rug, I shamble toward the bathroom.3

I look at my fifteen year-old self in the mirror, and grimace at my bleary eyes and mussed up hair. Dang it. This means a half-hour in the shower, as if I’m not late enough already.4

I think about yesterday as the water splashes onto my face, waking up and invigorating me. Valentine’s Day, diary, in case I haven’t told you before. It was … well. 5

I thought about her. Good god, I still don’t know her name. Too chicken to ask, and so I live in ignorance. Couldn’t spill the beans that I like her, y’know, so I wrote a little love Valentine to her, and after proofing it again and again, placed it in her art folio, where she can’t miss it. I know for a fact that she’s got Art first up – I’m in her class.6

What can I tell you about her, diary, to convince you that I’m not merely an adolescent fool turned all wonky by his hormones? I dunno if I’ll be able to convince you, but here goes.7

She’s … well, at the risk of sounding clichéd, she’s beautiful. And I don’t mean lusty hot slutty chick – no thanks. I mean the real deal, soft, unassuming, gentle with others, speaks in a voice that would make the stoniest heart melt – well, mine did, at any rate. She’s blonde, with smooth shiny hair that I want to touch oh so desperately. Dark blue eyes I like to stare into, but staring’s meant to be rude, so I kinda have to control that urge. 8

But, and this is the worst part, diary, I don’t know nothing about her. Not even her name, her birthday, where she lives, etc, etc. Love at first sight in action here. I mean, she could turn out to be a real mean cat, y’know. But you what? I don’t think so. She couldn’t be. I hope.9

Anyway, I posted it, and here I am, waiting. In fact, today’s Art. So in the second lesson, she should get it. And read it. And react to it. In a positive way, I pray.10

I’ve been in love – well, not quite, call them crushes – many times, but … I feel different about this girl. It’s like, I dunno – you wouldn’t understand diary – its not like diaries have romantic lives or something.11

***12

School’s begun. Writing this in Art. People shuffling around, retrieving their folios and stuff from the cabinets. And the girl I love, making her way toward the cabinet, to pick up her folio with the love poem inside.13

I’m getting the jitters now. Will she think me a nerdy freak cause I’m a nerdy freak and wrote her a poem? Jesus. That last line was almost unintelligible. I must have it bad.14

She’s sat down, but now we all have to listen to the prof, as she explains something about Goths and their cathedrals. Goes in one ear and comes out the other today, to be honest. I’ve got other things on my mind.15

I keep my head down, thankful that five people separate me from the girl of my dreams, and so she can’t see me shivering. Geez, I tell myself. Get a grip. 16

I don’t know, diary. What should I do – oh Jesus. It’s happening, diary, its happening!17

She’s opened her folio.18

How can such a simple act make me break the point of my pencil?19

Harin, the fellow next to me, looks at me with some concern. “You okay?”20

I shush him up and reply brusquely that I’m fine, never been better, so could he please mind his own beeswax. He retreats to the solitude of his paper.21

I twiddle my pencil around in the sharpener, and break it again. Sneak a sideways glance at her. She appears to be opening her pad, and then …. A paper falls out.22

Good goddamn. Pick it up, girl. Pick it up!!!23

Yes! She does. I glance away, fast, and stare at the image on the projection screen that the prof is showing us, Notre Dame or some such. I’ve never been entranced by gargoyles so much before. Blimey, I’m sweating. I’m rambling. I’m sure that if someone asks me something now, I would reply in a spew of rubbish. 24

I put my pencil in my mouth, and suck on the end, and then, look at the other end of the table out of the corner of my eye. 25

She’s reading it, a slight frown on her face that slowly transforms into a little smile.26

She likes it???27

She’s showing it to her friends around her. Whispers clog the end of the table, and I look away, and doodle something on my pad. Yes, I whisper. 28

The only question now is, will she know who sent her the note? She will obviously think its one of the boys in this class, and as there are three guys and fifteen girls (No one takes TEE Art anymore, no guys at least) it isn’t going to take a quantum scientist to figure out that one of the three sent that note.29

Now all I have to do is …wait. And pray for a miracle.30

***31

I am rummaging through my locker, looking for my Bio textbook. Blast the damn thing. Lesson’s in ten minutes and the book’s obviously at home. Dangnamit. Looks like another detention from old Dung-for-Brains.32

Then someone taps my shoulder lightly. I turn, and do a double-take.33

It’s her. My knees grow weak for a moment. I steady myself and smile uncertainly at her, but she’s got nothing to say. She merely smiles mysteriously and hands me my Bio book. Then she turned and walked away, as nice as you please. 34

I look at the book like it’s the Bible and I open it, and then a little page flutters out. I drop the book and grab the page, and read.35

Loved the poem,36

Made me smile,37

Tell you what,38

Let’s get to know each other better.39

What say you?40

Leslie XXX41

I am left gawking like a beached fish.42

There must be a God.43

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  • beezy92
    January 17
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    I don't know what mood I was in when I first read this, but I love it now!! Finalist list. (:

  • beezy92
    January 2
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    When I saw the title, warning sirens went off in my head. But in all truthfulness, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, in some parts it was quite good. There were some spelling mistakes though and the plot line wasn't entirely original, but it wasn't bad. (: Thanks for entering and good luck in the contest.


  • wolf-storm
    January 1
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    good story it was awesome great detail and suspence. Thanks for entering.


  • KayZee
    August 8, 2008
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    *hears a chorus of awwws*
    That was cute ^ ^
    The suspense was killer. Loved it!


  • Naive.
    August 8, 2008
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    *GASP*

    I remember reading this and I remember how much I loved it! =D YAY FOR RJ! xD.

    I commented before and I feel the same. =] *adds to finalist list*

    -jj

  • Done
    July 26, 2008

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    Hey RJ this was great.

    This captured so well the feeling of young love and the dreadful anticipation and then blessed(or unblessed)relief of knowing you've been heard. This was absolutely fantastic because it has that unique style of just following a person's thoughts. That style made it very effective, it brings the reader right into your mind and allows us to experience what you experienced which is what writing is all about. Fantabulous. Boy, I tell you what it took me back to similar experiences like it was yesterday. Very good, Randy.


  • karmaxandxcrayons
    May 5, 2008

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    Oh my god!!! Awesome. Seriously. Awesome. The suspense was so freaky good that I smashed the sandwich I was eating while I read this.... Right up until the end, I couldn't tell whether she was going to like the note or not - which was absolutely perfect, even though I have to go make another sandwich now....

    Great job, anywho.
    ~Aiiii~


  • always feel pretty
    May 5, 2008

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    oh ... my ... gosh ♥♥♥♥♥♥!!!!

    This is soooo sweet. It nearly brought tears in my eyes. You had me hooked from the first line and like, right up until the end. I was chewing on the end of my pencil, all nervous and tense, throughout the entire thing. You made me want to cry but it was so cute and funny ... so I laughed instead.

    Believe me when I say, I LOVED THIS. It's perfect. *clicking 'Add to finalists list' as soon as I'm done* Seriously.

    I'm like one of the biggest romance fans EVA - not even kidding. How many romance books I've read is a really pathetic number for a fifteen year old girl (apparently I have no life ) - and this was amazing. Definitely one of the best stories I've read that's under 1,000 words.



    ericaxoxo


  • Cheerful-Panda
    April 30, 2008

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    Awwww!

    That is so sweet! I love the innocence of this story it sounds like young teenage crushes. Its adorable good luck in the contest ! I was smiliing the whole time the story really has a romantic feel and cute feel to it!

    -Miranda

  • Naive.
    April 25, 2008

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    Awwww!

    *faints*

    So sweet.

    Gah, I adore that last line. This piece was great. I was smiling while reading because it's so relatable and I'm sure we've all been in this position before, ya know? Falling in teenage love, wondering if that person feels the same, etc.

    'Twas a great read.

    -jj

    By the way...

    "I am left gawking like a beached fish."

    ^ Hilarous. I'm so going to use that.

    *is left gawking like a beached fish* Haha!


  • Olinda
    April 21, 2008

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    Wow... this is beautiful... just wonderful.. it doesn't sound too much like a diary, but its good. Yet, if I accept you to compete, do you have a stoy to enter? is this just a character profile or the real thing? It is a step by step contest you know! :]


  • Crying Angel Eyes
    March 11, 2008
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    Ireally liked that i was holding my breath waiting for her to figure out who sent it... thanks


  • LadyLionnir
    February 17, 2008

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    lol, I love it! It made me giggle here and there, and the description was well-written even though it was just a diary entry. I see your style too, and I believe it's quite unique. Love at first sight, crushes, soul mates...Interesting read!!! Keep writing...

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