Chapter 1
Perspective: Teresa
Date: 8/17/2023
Dear Diary,
Today is the first day of 7th grade, and I’m not excited at all. Summer break passed way too fast, it seemed like yesterday when we got out of school and started summer break. I walked in the bright sunlight towards the looming shadow of my middle school, Soto Middle School, or SMS. Hearing all the noise and excitement, I felt sort of excited too, I would see my friends again, and maybe this year, I will finally get my crush, Micheal Torres, to notice me! No, don’t get your hopes up, I thought, Michael is so handsome, he probably has a bunch of other girls that like him. Why would he like me? Oh, I wish I didn’t have a crush! Life would be so much easier without it.
I walked into the school, trudging into the dimly lit hallways, so I could go and get my schedule. While I was in the line for the schedules, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Michael scowling at Belinda Reyes, who I thought he liked. Hah, maybe this year won’t be too bad after all! I thought cheerfully. After getting my schedule, I met up with some friends, and reconnected, then I headed to my first period, homeroom.
Homeroom is so boring. I thought, as I walked toward my next class, English. Luckily, I saw someone I knew during homeroom, Victor, Michael’s friend! Maybe he can help me get close to Michael. Weirdly though, he was always staring at me, and even waited for me when I was talking to the teacher. He doesn’t like me, does he?
“Uuugh, I hate English!”
A voice knocked me out of my thoughts, it was Michael! I quickly ran over and deftly looked at his schedule. I couldn’t believe it, we had 4 classes together. The bell rang and I quickly sat in my seat, which was right next to Michael’s! The teacher started talking about being respectful, which I already knew how to, so I just decided to stare at Michael’s handsome features. His hair was tousled, and his deep, brown eyes were never ending, and his scowl was pretty cute. And that’s how most of my periods went: deftly staring at Michael while also listening to the teacher talk about whatever they were talking about. One time, I dropped my eraser and while I was reaching to get it, Michael also went to get it, and our hands touched!
Soon, it was time for French, a language I wanted to learn to speak for years! I listened attentively to every word Mr. Bueller said. But soon, I started to slip into my Paris day dreams. I was wearing a cute light purple beret, with a matching light purple skort, and a black crop top that said “Bonjour”. I was holding a boy’s hand, my face a smile, my insides very fluttery. We were walking towards a cafe near the eiffel tower, sipping hot cocoa with marshmallows. The boy I was holding let go of me, and turned to look me in the eye, but his face was blurry. He handed me a beautiful pearl necklace and opened his mouth to say….
“Frenchie oh wee gee in September.”
I jumped in my chair, very shocked. Who was speaking French?? Was it….. Michael? Maybe I misread his schedule and he’s in my class! I thought. I looked around, looking for Michael, but my eyes landed on Victor. He was the one who was speaking French! My heart skipped a beat. Could he be the boy in my fantasies? But then I shook my head. No, I like Michael, right? I peeked at Victor again, and my heart thumped wildly. I noticed things that I didn’t notice about him before. His teeth were bright and shiny, and his eyes were big and bright. His hair was curly, in a cute way.
For the rest of the class, I didn’t know what to do! Do I like Victor or Michael? I decided that I would ask Victor for help with my French. I would use him to get close to Michael. When I know both of them well enough, I should know who I like more, right?... This is going to be a crazy year…….
