𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑, ; 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥

21

dear winter,

i'm in the music room.

i like coming here when i want to be alone.

it's usually locked, but ms. dahl, our music teacher, knows that i like being here to play some instruments sometimes so she gave me a key back in sophomore year.

i just got out of english, so now it's lunch.

usually jack and i walk to the cafeteria together, but i left before he did today.

i rushed here, so i could be alone.

i forgot to bring my journal, so this is on my phone, just like the last two i wrote.

reading the last one back now i'm just realizing how drunk i really was.

i spent the weekend nursing a major hangover.

anyways, i woke up late today, so i had to rush to get ready.

i almost forgot the dupe journal to give to jack, since we were swapping today.

i couldn't find it, but when anna walked by she pointed to where it was sitting on the floor.

honestly, i'm so thankful for her sometimes.

but, ugh, english was horrible.

jack tried to talk to me the whole class.

either he doesn't know that i saw him and corbyn, or he doesn't care and never really liked me.

at the end, we were given time to swap and read the journals.

i slid mine to jack wordlessly, not looking up.

i think he realized that i didn't want to talk because he stopped trying to make conversation.

i read his recent entry, wishing the day would end.

i gave it back the moment i was done reading.

jack got up and left like 10 minutes before the bell.

he probably just had to go to the bathroom, but he didn't come back afterward.

thinking about it, he never gave me back my journal.

whatever, it's useless anyway.

guess i have a reason to not do an entry this week.

shit, the bell's about to ring.

i better get going.

- dani