Dear Diary,
Its been a month since I've seen my father. Its became chilly and rainy, feeling more like October by the second. Mom has been working extra hours so it's mostly been me at home. Zac has been ignoring me at all costs. I've been trying to avoid him as well, but my attempts fail when I run into him.
Sincerely,
Aspen.
"Watch it freak-" he says to me, stopping mid sentence when he sees me. His normal cocky attitude and facial expression soften.
"Thanks." I say sarcastically, picking up my books that fell.
"Sorry. I didn't see you there." he was being a somewhat jerkpid right now.(Jerk+Stupid= Jerkpid)
"Yeah I get it Battestelie, your popular and I'm a nobody. Quit rubbing it in my white as a ghost pale face." I reply to him.
"No. Aspen. I didn't mean it like that."
"Kay. Whatever." I said tyrning on my heels to walk off.
"Wait." he grabbed my arm forcing me to turn and face him."look at me.."
I look up and stare into his beautiful eyes.
"Whats wrong?"He asks genuinely.
"Im perfectly fine Zacary. Just leave me alone." I say, staring into his eyes with anger and sadness.
"Please tell me.." luckily the bell rang right before I had to answer.
Saved by the bell
The day flew by in a flash. Just the normal things
Girls being DRAMAtic.
Guys fighting.
Nerds staying out of the way.
And me, avoiding Zac Battestelie at all times.
As I walk inside the huge home, I'm greeted by a very strange aroma.
Cake.
I walk inside expecting my mom. But I was surprised to find it was...
AN!
So sorry for the short chapters! Im going to try and start uploading more but ive been super busy!
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The Diary Of A Teenage Girl (#WATTYS2016)(SLOWLY EDITING)
Teen Fiction{COMPLETED} Oh dear. My name is Aspen Clayre. I am probably one of the quietest people you will ever meet. Maybe. This is the life of a teenager. No its not all glitz and glory. But its also not horrifying. Emotions and confessions will be spilled...
