Dear Diary First Entry
♪ JOSH LEVI [EGO] ♪
I want you wonderin
While I'm across the room
I want you guessin If
I even looked at you
The moment you walked in
I had to play it cool
'Cause I knew right away
I had some work to do
Dear Diary,
February 15, 2010
He smiled at me today. And then the unthinkable happened. My legs went weak right then and there. For a split second I couldn't feel a thing below my knees. It was quite scary. That hadn't happened to me before so I knew this was serious…
He was so attractive to me that every time I caught a glance at him my heart would do a hammer time dance. He had this thing about him I just couldn't help but love. He was a tall, skinny guy, features to die for, mocha bowl brown, chill, and kinda shy. He didn't talk to me much. But when he did I felt it in my soul.
Now, for the sake of protecting anonymity I'm gonna call him Pie. This is really just in case my mom ever reads my diary without my permission lol.
So where do I start? … I've been in love with pie since 5th grade. That's a long time I know. But the moment I saw him in my class way back I knew he was the one for me. I'm now approaching my Sophomore year of Highschool. And well… the feelings are all still there.
Today started off like all the other school days. I popped into every class. Did what was asked of me and moved around like a snake in a garden. Going unnoticed mostly, except for the occasional convo, and answering of questions. Oh yeah, I'm kind of a teacher's pet. So I love learning, and I make pretty good grades.
I tried to tip toe up the stairs to the library today. I saw him pop in earlier, and I was deadly afraid to attempt to go in after him. When at home I'd fantasized about one-day reading together during study sessions at my house. So this made this way more uncomfortable than I'd expected it to be.
I enter the library doors trying to play it cool. Looking left then right to see if I see him. A bit disappointed when he's nowhere to be found. I head straight to the front desk where the librarians are. See here's where a sister like me went wrong. I assume he's no longer in the library. Setting my things down to take out my books I checked out a week back for return. I scan the room one more time. He stopped me dead in my tracks when I saw him. Our eyes met and I swallowed hard. He had that look in his eyes. The kind of look you give a girl you think about constantly. The mental police must have been knocking at my door because I instantly broke contact to focus on what was in front of me. Nevermind my heart racing faster than a nixxa with a Scat Pack.
