January 18th 2013
Friday

Dear Diary,

"So we meet diary!

What should I name you?...
Okay, I shall name you 'Mein Chamber of not-so secret secrets!~' "

I nod in triumph.

"You and Ken will now be the only one's to know my secret…. Well and Su…

Who is Su, you ask? Well that would be mein other best friend, of course! Her name is Rocky.

Who is the other one to know my secret you also ask? Well, you were quick to ask that without even asking who Ken is… "

I then glare at the journal, then realize my silliness.

"Haha, I'm talking to paper. It must be just because I'm lonely… now that Ken… "

I then sniffle and tear up a little.

"Look what you've done, you derpin' journal!"

Tear drops land wetly onto 'Mein's' open page .

"…Well Ken… He's the Man I'm in love with… and has decided to enlist into the army… He broke the news to me a couple days after graduation… I'm sorry Diary… I just wish he'd stop leaving me… "

I then dry my tears a little.

"But… He did say he'd meet me again as soon as he could… "

…

I bang my head against my desk and grimace angrily at the journal with my head lying there turned towards it. Taking the outward binds of the diary into my grasp, forcing it shut, I violently throw it against my bedroom wall. Sitting there still, I huff a little in thought. Suddenly I recall my outburst and rush over to the impressionable book. I take it into an embrace and hold it dearly.

"I'm sorry… It's not your fault… That was wrong of me… Are you alright 'Mein'?"

With a concerned stare I await pointlessly at the journal to respond.

Nothing happens…

"Why don't you answer me journal?"

-

~Later~

When Ken found out about my secret, I felt he'd never think of me the same again…

I looked down to the dirt facing away from him when he began that certain day… Even now I wonder if this is why he left me again…

"Puku! You're impossibly slow... and lazy..."

A memory of me sitting on a couch crept into my mind, in particular a moment I groaned about not picking up the TV remote before sitting down…

"… Your skin is pale white, yet you are burning warm and have dark hair…"

I begin to blush hotly, thinking perversely, as normal…

"Your eyes change color… and you speak like… like you're from a different planet…"

My cheeks puff out and the thought comes through 'Hazel eyes are known to change color…'.

"… You never eat or drink anything…"

I quickly intervene defensively,

"IM NOT ANNOREXIC, SO DON'T EVEN….-"

Ken then glared at me, as if telepathically telling me to 'shut up so he can finish what he was going to say'…

" You don't go out into the sunlight… How old are you!?"

Ready to get defensive again, from his receiving question I begin again,

"18!"

"How long have you been 18?"

I look down, guiltily in an attempt to be comedic and dramatic;

"…A while… Since June last year…."

Ken shook his head rapidly and darted back in;-

"I know what you are!"

"Say it… Out loud!" I grumble

"a Mutt!" He finally spits out while blushing madly.

"… The heck, Ken? What do you mean by that?"

"A hybrid! A scoundrel! An impure bred!-"

He yells as his eye lids clench along with his fists stiffly to his side.

"Okay Okay!..."

"Puku… you're part dog… "

"yeah but I ain't no Taylor Lautner or warewolf, so get that out of your head, now!"