Hey, Diary
By Puck- the 'sane' one
Disclaimer- None of the characters belong to me. You should know that by now.
Hey, Diary-
Long time to see, huh? Wow, the last time I wrote in you was back when I got that horrible haircut two months ago. Not much is happening. Mom's fine, Dad's fine (thank God), my sister's fine. Everyone's fine. Oh, and another thing. I'm deeply infatuated with Jamie Waite.
Now hold on, before you start getting all parental on me. It's not like I'm terribly in love with the guy, and I'm going to kill anyone else who likes him. I'm infatuated. I know what you're thinking. When did I learn a word like that? Either way, I just think he's cute. Sure, I may look like I'm loosing my head when he's around but I'm not. Really. It's just a crush.
Here's the real thinker; when did I become interested in Jamie? Sure he's cute and all, but me and him? I just don't see it happening. I thought that if I were to get a crush on anyone, it would most likely be Tyler. It just seemed more believable. Or even Hank. But not Jamie. I mean, he's like, a rebel, and I'm like, not- not only would we not get it, no one else would, either.
Maybe a better question to ask would be when I knew I liked him. At least I know that answer to that. It must have been last Monday when I first figured it out. The squad had some down time and for no reason in particular, I was very intrigued with Jamie's hair. It's a girl thing, I guess.
Anyway, I was looking at his hair, and I started thinking about this friend of mine who has really dark hair but also has bright blue eyes. I started thinking, "What would Jamie look like with blue eyes?" Of course I didn't stop there. Maybe if I had, I wouldn't be pouring my emotions into this dumb little book.
So after the eye thought, I begin to wonder, if Jamie and a blonde haired, blue eyed gal hook up and have a kid, would the kid have brown hair and blue eyes? Or maybe blonde hair and brown eyes? If Jamie and I hook up, would are kid have brown hair and blue eyes? That's when it hit me. Me and Jamie? Jamie and me? The thought intrigued me, and I haven't been able to think about anything else. Now, instead of thinking of him as just another friend, my stomach feels like it's falling into my toes and I act all stupid when I'm around him. But I'm still okay, right? I mean, I haven't started writing 'Mrs. James Waite' all over my stuff yet, so I haven't lost it. It's just a harmless crush. I'll get over it. Besides, what about Catie?
Yeah, Catie. Can't forget her. It's obvious that Jamie's fascinated by her, and vice versa. Plus, Catie's my friend, and I really don't want to hurt her. I wouldn't want to come between anything that was happening with them. Who knows? Maybe they will hit it off, and get married. Or at least date. Then maybe I wouldn't feel so awkward.
Well, that's the end of my 'angst', I guess. Later, diary. I'll call you when I end up falling for Hank, or whatever.
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Closing the pink leopard print diary, she set her purple feather pen on the desk beside her bed. Her blonde head snapped up as her sister burst through the door of their shared room.
"Hey, the diary! We haven't seen that in a while." The girl nodded sheepishly and shoved the little book under her pillow. Val tutted quietly.
"Soup's on, so you better get your rear in gear, Brooke." Brooke nodded, and, after making sure the pink diary was hidden from view, followed her sister to the kitchen.
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This is my first independent fic, so be nice. I don't know how this idea came about, but I though it was fun. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
-Puck