Lilly Truscott's Very Secret Diary

Belongs to the before-mentioned person ONLY.

A warning to Eric and all other heartless people who dare to peek inside- I. Will. Kill. You. If. You. Are. Caught. Reading. This. Without. My. Permission. Get it?!

Lilly

June 2nd

10.30pm

Okay, this is my first ever diary entry, and god knows why I'm bothering to write. But it does feel good to confide your deepest thoughts in someone, or something that can't blab out all my most embarrassing moments for all to hear (grr...Amber and Ashley!). And besides, yesterday was my birthday, and this is my birthday present from Mom. A sparkling lime green diary with the words 'Lilly Truscott's Very Secret Diary' stamped on it in glittering navy blue. You look way too cool from the outside, so naturally, I was tempted to start writing in you. Good thinking, Mom.

You may be wondering who the hell I am. Alright, I'm Lilly Truscott, as mentioned above; sixteen year old skateboarding champion and a surf-crazy teen. Your average high school student, basically.

About me. Hmm...well, you know I love surfing and skateboarding. Those are like oxygen to me. Without a whiff of my surf or skateboard, I don't feel complete.

Okay, maybe I was exaggerating. But you know what I mean.

Anyway.

I have a very very very annoying seven year old brother named Eric, who feels restless without giving me at least one kick a day. I have two parents who are always urging me to write stuff, hence this diary. They want me to be a writer or something, I think. I don't know what I'll become, though writing seems kind of cool. Anyway. I have two friends named Chloe and Mark. Though I can't call them my best friends, they are the only ones I ever talk or hang out with. Because my best friends will always remain Miley and Oliver. Even though both have moved very far from Malibu, we still keep in touch. At least, Oliver and I do, anyway.

The sad truth is, I'm the only one left in Malibu. Miley (Who's actually teen popstar Hannah Montana...shhh...)moved to some absurd country in Europe (Europe!!! I've always wanted to go there)because – well, she's a popstar, she doesn't need a reason to move! Oliver's far closer home; he's somewhere in Nevada (don't ask me where and all), so that's why he decided to pay his old town a visit. I can't wait!!!

Wait, I can't believe I took so long to tell you the news I've been longing to tell – I just received an email from Oliver saying that he's coming to Malibu for the summer, he'll reach here tomorrow!!!

Yippee!!!

Okay, this will be embarrassing, but you know something? Back when I was a naïve little child of eleven or twelve, I started having a very minute – a very, very minute, mind you – well, crush on him. Now I'm disgusted to even think of it. Ew.

But the thing is, he kind of found out about it, and he laughed at me. A lot, which eventually made me forget all about my crush, and we were back to being friends again.

Well, that was definitely one of my most embarrassing moments. Will be adding more humiliating moments in the life of Lilly Truscott in later entries. For now, I need to see if I can trust you with this. I f you don't blab it out – well, get ready for a truckload of them!

Yawn! Am I sleepy!

Till then,

Goodnight, and toodles!

Lilly

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