Today

Dear Journal,

            I’m in love with the guy from my last entry. You know, the one I wrote about that had always bugged me? Oh yes. I was lying when I said I hated him. His gorgeous midnight hair shining as if moonbeams were caressing him gently, his amber eyes like pools of gold, and his flawless, soft skin that just made him ever so perfect. Not to mention his lively spirit and entertaining humor.

All those times when he pulled pranks on me, I lied when I told you how I felt.

Yup.

Definitely.

I was flushing with love, not embarrassment when he poured paint on my head; and whenever I pulled his chair from beneath him, it was because of admiration, not loathing. Ooh yes…I love him.

Today we had a row in class, and I really let him feel my love. I screamed at him and he yelled at me, until the teacher said we were acting immature for tenth graders. We knew that, but it was all for show. And then she gave us an assignment and sent us to the library under the watchful eagle eyes of the nerve-wracking librarian to do it. Supposedly, we have to write how much we love each other, in which our teacher believes is the best way to improve a relationship. What relationship? We both agree it’s stupid, but we have to complete it or else risk receiving over a months worth of detentions and counseling.

… Ha ha! I just read ‘the evil one’s’ entry about me and it’s hilarious! He described me as the most beautiful maiden to have ever been born and went on about my breathtaking personality and soul. As I’m writing this, he’s laughing at my own entry. It is funny isn’t it? But now that I’m done, I can tear this up or whatever I feel I should do.

From here on though, starting tomorrow, I swear that I’ll only write the truth, ok?

~Miana~

Yesterday’s Tomorrow

Dear Journal,

            I’m in love with the guy from my last entry…

… and he’s in love with me.