Hello guys ! So this story revolves around Mary Elisabeth as I fucking fell in love with her watching the Perks movie. She's holding this diary where she writes everything about her life - her life including Sam, Charlie, Patrick and everyone. Some of the events will be just like in the book but I'll also make stuff up. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this story :).

Nawel

Dear Diary,

Remember that boy I told you about ages ago ? The one who started hanging with Sam and Patrick and looked quite unusual ?

Well, I've get to know him. And thing is, he's great. Great as in very nice and caring. Incredibly nice to be honest, I had never met anyone like him before. He is quite (very) sensitive as well and listens to great music and reads books. Like actual books, not comics or any of this bullshit. He's good looking also and the other day he was wearing that suit that Patrick got him, and I just felt all weird all of a sudden, I felt attracted to him ; like, can you believe it, my badass and independant self attracted to a young and fragile boy. Wow. Anyway, I've thought about it and I want to invite him to the Sadie Hawkins dance the school is holding. I fucking love the Sadie Hawkins concept, being the feminist I am; I bet guys feel freaking vulnerable while we're the one inviting (more like I wish they feel that way). We could have a great time, just dancing, maybe he'll even kiss me goodbye and wrap his hands around my waist ? Fucking cheesiest thing I've ever written; oh god. But at the same time, I'm so afraid that he'll say no. I mean we have barely ever actually talk, and I must look like a total weirdo to him. And I feel like he's into Sam. But maybe he's not ? I'll guess I should just ask him out and see what happen. Yeah, I'm definitely doing this.

Anyway, there was something else I wanted to tell you about. The other day, Sam and I went to this bar and got very drunk. I guess we were looking quite decent because loads of guys came and started talking to us while touching our thighs. We didn't react because we were so drunk (otherwise I'd have fucking slap them while screaming feministic slogans). I remember I started kissing one of them. Then he left and another one came and kissed me. Then I woke up in the ladies' room. And this is fucking terrifying me, even though my clothes were still on. I asked Sam about it, and she told me that when she left with some random guy, I was busy kissing another one at the bar. So I guess it happened when she was already gone. But the thing is, what happened ? I have no clue. Did I get raped ? But what if I wanted to do it when I was drunk ? I wish I knew. I haven't told anybody about this except for Sam; she just told me to forget about it and that I probably just fell asleep after throwing my guts up. I still did a pregnancy test though and I'm not pregnant; cheers !

I should get some sleep because I have school tomorrow. Talking about school, I happen to really like the litterature course those days; I might be taking it at college, and become a fabulous writer; just kidding, but I really fucking like going mental over those crazy talented writers. Books are so great, for real. And I've found a new interest in watching the school football games, so sometimes I just go and sit and cheer. Footbool is not as dumb as I thought it was, I'd actually like to try one day. But I'm a girl. Fucking sexists.

I'll tell you all about the - wait I hadn't even told about the very nice boy being named Charlie - "me asking Charlie out" thing next time.

xxx

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