Dear Diary: I Saw Him Today

Dear Diary,

I saw him today. As a matter of fact I see him every day. I see him when he walks in the hallways, I see him when he talks, and I see him when he is at his locker. Which happens to be diagonal from mine in the senior hallway, about seven feet in distance.

That's all there is between us, distance that is. That's all we ever known. I mean last year we had Algebra 2 together, which was the first class in all throughout high school we've ever had together. I took every opportunity to sit as close to him as possible. Any attempt of conversation was halted by my own nervousness or the teacher when my courage was ripe.

So instead I choose to admire him, like I have done for the past, oh my gosh, nine years. In those nine years I have watched him grow from a short chubby kid with a cute face, to a grown man with rippling muscles. Throughout all the changes he had remained unfathomably kind. He is blonde haired that is short and cropped in the front. Semi thick eyebrows with blue eyes. A thin nose and full pale red lips. He has one of the strongest jaws I ever seen, and a beautiful smile that gives me butterflies when I see it. He is a little bit taller than me, so about 5' 9'' in height, and his weight is pure muscle at 185lbs. His torso is perfect, Masculine chested with abs leading to somewhat narrow hips. He is broad in the shoulders and a solid kind of thick in the arms, with warm, manly hands.

I know this because during our school musical last year, the entire cast linked hands for a rendition of 'We are the World' at the end. I got to hold his hand at every practice, because I am conveniently right next to him.

If you are ever lucky enough to get close to him you would know that he always smells amazing. He uses this cologne that embodies the ocean in a bottle. It is so like the ocean, that even the air around him is crisp. I always like to imagine standing so close to him on a warm and breezy day. To me, if that were ever to happen, it would be just like standing on the beach.

On another note, he is also musically gifted. He was in the choir, and he knows how to play several instruments. Including; Piano, Drums, Trumpet, and the Guitar. His voice is so enticing he leaves me reeling when the song comes to an end. One time about three years ago he and I were in another musical together, Annie Get Your Gun, and before the show we were in the band room along with one of my friends, Madge. We asked him if he could play the piano, which I knew he could of course, and he said he could. Madge asked him to prove it, and he brought it. I specifically remember playing Sara Bareilles' Love Song, Rhianna's Umbrella, and Michael Jackson's Man in the Mirror. He was soo amazing; I couldn't take my eyes off of him, like I normally force myself to do to avoid awkwardness.

That was when I asked him to play the new Thousand Years by Christina Perri. Words cannot describe how beautiful it was, however it was cut short because I started bawling my eyes out at the sheer perfection of the moment.

Oh Diary, I can't help but loving him from a distance, when I know I cannot love him in person. I will always cherish the little moments we have and will share together. From the Hello's to Musicals. I must be a masochist to love someone I know will never be able to love me the same way. You know Diary, I'm usually the one everyone comes to with dating life, and my advice is excellent down to the T, but how come I cannot get my own love life straight.

Would that make me a hypocrite Diary?

Love Always,

Peeta


Yet another Peetato Fanfiction from me. Will I ever stop, can I get a H*ll to the No!

I plan to try and update this story everyday, and I promise future chapters will be longer. It shouldn't be to hard, because I already have the chapters planned out. I just used this chapter as an introduction, which is probably why it's so boringly short.

XOxXx,

Crystal Heartlace