Fan Fiction ❯ Dear Diana ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

2/17/05, 8:08 pm. Mood: blah

Dear Diary,

 

That is such a bad start to a diary entry, don't you agree? Oh well, I guess I'll just live with it, no matter how unoriginal it is. Actually, I've got a better idea. Why don't I name you? It would make it easier to talk to you, as if I was actually talking to someone who's listening. I suppose I'll name you Diana. Close to “Diary,” right? You like it? If not, too bad, because I can't possibly know what's going on in your mind. What the heck? I'm talking to a book. But I guess that's what diaries are for, huh? Talking to.

 

Anyway, I'm rambling. Before I say anything, I should say why I'm starting a diary. Everyone says it's a way to vent on things without getting anyone upset. I suppose so, but for me, it's more like I need someone to talk to that doesn't mind my complaining. Well, I don't really need it, but maybe some day I will.

 

Right now, my life is all right. I've just made some new friends, kind of. First, I probably ought to tell you more about myself. I'm a twelve year old girl in the seventh grade. Fairly smart, not to be cocky, but I think being in a few honors classes takes more than an average brain, right? My body is average, I suppose. Just good enough to take on seventh grade cross country without breaking down [barely] after running a mile and a half straight. My skin is a little bit dark, I have black hair, and my own brown eyes. Well, of course I have my own eyes, but what I mean is that they don't look like my mother's eyes, unlike every other feature I have, such as my slightly large button nose and somewhat roundish-ovalish face. Again, I'm rambling, so let's get on with it.

 

As I was saying, I've just made some new friends. They really are great. They're the first real friends I've had since coming back from Maryland. Since then, I've hung out with this certain group. They're all wonderful, really, but not really people I feel I can become close with. It all started with a conflict within this group. I wasn't part of it, but eventually I kind of did become a part of it. There was a great, big negative vibe towards one of the girls, Jasmine. Some of the girls even made a bashing site about her, so she started going with another crowd. I felt quite bad for her, because she seemed like such a sweet girl, so I started talking to her, and so I started hanging out with this group, too.

 

Did I tell you that about my school? Everyone just kind of separates into groups. Not really news, I guess, since basically all schools are like that. Anyway, there was a particular thing about this group. The first guy that ever crushed on me was kind of... the leader, I guess. Of course, that was a good year ago, and he was now falling for Marlene. Marlene was the sweetest girl I'd ever known, and I could definitely see what he saw in her. She was pretty, kind, smart, and had a great positive attitude. What wasn't to like? And so she started hanging out with us, too. With her, she took her best friend, Jenna.

 

What to say about Jenna. She was completely and absolutely sensational. She was the “class clown” of our group, you could say. She was funny and sarcastic, and always knew how to make everyone laugh when they needed it. The funniest thing about our friendship is that we used to “hate” each other. You see, Jenna was formerly in the “Jasmine-bashing” group, so I saw her pretty often. For some reason, I felt that she really didn't like me. Like she was always avoiding and excluding me. It's strange how things work out, because she thought that I was the one who hated her. Weird, huh?

 

So that's how Marlene, Jasmine, Jenna, and I started to get close. We were the only girls in this big giant group that seemed to be growing by the second. Well, the more the merrier, right?

 

 

Till next time,

Vianne.

 

 

3/30/05, 6:32 pm. Mood: confused o.o?

Dear Diana,

 

It's been a while since I've written. Lots has been going on since then. Unfortunately, I have a guy problem. Yes, it's the one I mentioned to you before. Tom. He still likes Marlene, and I seem to have fallen for him again. Yes; again. In fact, that would be the third time I've started to take a liking to him. The first was last year, the second was just last Christmas, and I've managed to get him out of my mind until now. He really is a great friend and I don't want to ruin that. So I'll just try not thinking about it and maybe eventually I'll stop liking him again. The last time this happened, I found another guy to like, but he broke my heart much worse than Tom ever did.

 

Would you like to know what happened? Since you can't answer, I'll tell you just in case. This guy, Jamie, was new in school. He was in the same Language class as I am. He kind of looked like a loner, so we started hanging out with him. Not “we” as in my current group which I will now call the peanut butter group to make things less confusing, but “we” as in the Jasmine-bashing group which I will call the jelly group to make things simpler. We all became friends with him and we thought he was pretty cool. As it turned out, he liked four of us. You know the “like” I mean, right? The one where your stomach gets all knotty and you never know what to do. The four girls were named Jasmine, Jenna, Tanya, and Kelly. That's right. Three from the peanut butter group (but we weren't in there yet at the time) and one that remained in the jelly group.

 

One of those four actually felt the same way. You know who? Yep, you guessed it. Me, the loser who didn't know what I was in for. Well, I found out who he liked, and he found out that I liked him. We started talking more, but the more he got to know me, the more he liked me only as a friend. Eventually, He stopped liking me, Jasmine, and Jenna. Kelly never did return his feelings, so he eventually moved on with her, too.

 

What really got to me is that three of the girls were back-up. I heard it right from his own mouth. So basically we all hated him until the end of time. Or until we decide to forgive him, but that hasn't happened yet.

 

So I'm trailing off here. Where was I? Oh yes. Boy likes girl, girl doesn't like boy, and girl's friend likes boy. Well, that's basically everything interesting that's going on, so I'll keep you posted. Ciao.

 

Till next time,

Vianne.

 

 

4/28/05, 6:47 pm. Mood: accomplished XD

Dear Diana,

 

Did I ever tell you that I joined track? Well, I did! Guess what? I won! Well, kind of. I won a fourth place medal in high jumping. Still, I'm the only one in my school that placed! At least, out of the seventh grade girl high jumpers. I knew my calm nerve would help some day! I reached my jumping goal for this year: 4 feet. I guess it's not the biggest accomplishment, but I think that's pretty good, considering I'm only 4'10. I'm so proud of me!

 

Till next time,

Vianne.

 

 

5/1/05, 7:03 pm. Mood: happy :D

Dear Diana,

 

It's my birthday today! Jenna, Marlene, Jasmine and I went to the mall for a shopping spree. It was so fun. We got a few tops from Miry and I got shoe laces from Hot Topic. I don't really like that store, but Jasmine wanted to go in. The only thing I found was a pair of monkey shoelaces that I absolutely had to have. We went in with money and came back with two tops, a pair of shoe laces, some jewelry from Claire's, and two Cinnabons which we ate and shared at home.

 

From Marlene I got a big cup that says, “Be nice to me today; I'm the birthday girl!” and a matching giant shirt that I wore to the mall. I loved it. Well, it's not the best fashion statement, but I promised that I'd wear it every year until I lost it, which I might do soon because I'm pretty horrible at keeping track of my things. From Jenna I got twenty bucks for our shopping spree. From Jasmine I got an adorable little greenish-turquoiseish box with a little bear on top which I put all of my special possessions that I can fit in there.

 

This was the best birthday ever! I can't wait till next year.

 

Till next time,

Vianne.

 

 

5/7/05, 3:51 pm. Mood: relieved -__-`

Dear Diana,

 

I can't believe I actually did it. Oh my god. I did try to forget about Tom, but as I spent more and more time with him, I liked him more and more. So I told him today. It really is as nerve racking as everyone says, but once it happens, it's not so bad, I guess. I kind of just blurted it out and ran away. I think he thought I was kidding. Oh well, I suppose he'll figure it out soon enough. I still can't believe it! Maybe it was just a dream...

 

Till next time,

Vianne.

 

 

5/12/05, 3:48 pm. Mood: light-headed.

Dear Diana,

 

It wasn't a dream. I actually told him. And he did figure out I wasn't kidding. Do you know what happened today? He asked me out! Oh my god, I don't even know what to say! My first boyfriend ever. It feels so... amazing! Indescribable! I can't believe I'm a girlfriend. I'm a girlfriend. He's a boyfriend. He's my boyfriend. I'm his girlfriend. I figure that if I keep saying it, eventually it'll be banged into my head.

 

Till next time,

Vianne.