Entry #3:

Third entry and I'm still not completely sure how to do this. Well, it's me again. Laura gave me the idea to write everything down in this notebook, err… journal. When I say everything, I mean write down my thoughts about Benny. Benny Weir, in my eyes, is perfection. Laura says that I'm obsessed, stalker-like even. I have to disagree though; I just admire him from afar. Supposedly, writing all of this down will help me realize that "I'm stalking him" and make me stop. Stalking would require me to know everything about him, which I don't. Like said, I admire him from afar.

But its lunch time right now and Rex is starting to look agitated with me again. Better go.

-Bea.

"Why do you always write in that stupid book?" Matthew 'Rex' Parker asked his cousin as he watched her bite the back of the gel pen in her hand. Although he didn't want to admit it to her face, Bea was kind of a stalker.

"Laura thinks it will help," Bea answered with a dreamy sigh. Rex followed her gaze over to Benny Weir who sat with his friends Ethan and Rory; Benny was currently having a heated conversation about Star Trek with the two. Rex rolled his eyes and stared at his younger cousin with a blank look.

"Beatrice Eirene Dwyer," Bea winced, knocking herself out of the trance she was in, and glared at Rex.

"What, Matthew?" Rex grinned and ruffled Bea's thin flaxen hair. Bea let out a low growl and adjusted her bangs, allowing them to cover one side of her face.

"I don't see why you like the geek. You're too good for that." It was Bea's turn to roll her eyes. Rex was overprotective but he didn't know anything about 'good.' Being a juvenile delinquent could have something to do with Rex's bad boy reputation. All of the girls fawned over him, including Bea's best friend Laura, and his skater boy looks.

Rex had chocolate brown eyes that made girls melt, which made Bea gag, and shaggy brown hair that covered his eyes. Bathing was something he didn't do often, despite the pleas of his mother, and it only added to his 'bad boy' appearance.

Bea turned her attention from her cousin back to Benny, who stared in awe as a pretty cheerleader walked past. A frown appeared on Bea's face as she thought about how little Benny noticed her. Most found Bea pretty, but Benny just never seemed to see her. Beatrice, despite that her name made her sound like an old lady, was pretty in her own sense of the word. A natural blonde was a hard thing to find, but Bea had the eyebrows to prove it. Everything about her had a golden tinge, which was odd to find in their family; she had light honey colored eyes, ivory skin with golden undertones, and that natural blonde hair color that most tried to achieve. Her heart shaped face and rounded eyes were always covered by the fringe of her bangs.

Rex snapped her back into reality once more after her moment of self-pity. Thankfully, Laura had come to Rex's rescue as she sat beside him and cast Bea a worrisome glance. Laura Pierce was a natural beauty that always had to change something about the way she looked. Currently, she had died her natural ginger hair color to a rich brown, even dying her own eyebrows to match, but her freckles stood out amongst the color.

'Benny?' She mouthed to Rex, though she already had a feeling that it was about the boy. Once Rex nodded in response, Laura gave her friend a reassuring smile. "He'll notice you eventually, Bea. You just have to wait." Bea let her head fall to the table and huffed.

"I feel invisible!" Bea shouted, yet no one else in the cafeteria heard. Lifting her head with a smug look she hissed, "See!"

Bea lifted her chewed up pen off of the table and wrote a line at the bottom of the journal in cursive.

What do I have to do to get him to notice me?