Disclaimer: I don't own Juliet, Romeo or Mercutio . All belongs to the
Great William Shakespeare. This was an assignment in English to write from
their POV in their diary (if they even have one...) at the Capulet feast
where they meet. I didn't want to make it cheesy so I made it stupid. It's
also my first fic, so be kind!!! Enough of my babbling...enjoy!!!
Dear Diary,
Like whoa... I, like, kissed a guy that I, like, would never, like, be allowed, to like, date. He was, like, so, like, DROP DEAD SEXY!!! Like , we met up,and like , talked , and like , he liked everything that I liked . It was , like , nothing , I'd felt before . He said, like poetry and like, a lot of jiberish that was, like, music to my ears, and like, I started, like, getting hot, like, started sweating, and like, I kissed him again and like, I was sweating like a pig. And, I guess it was humid out and like, we started, like making out and like, he asked my name and I was like, Capulet and he was like, Montague, and we were like, whoaaaaaaaa, and like, we were like "no friggin' way man!" and like, I started freaking out, like, getting moonstruck and like, he tried to like, calm me down by frenching me, and like, I started getting more freaked out and like, he had to like leave with his buddies, and I was like, "NOOOOOOOO" and he was like,"NOOOOOOO" and that Mercutio dude was like "YESSSSSSSSS" and he was , like , unable to leave, and I like , convinced him to come tomorrow , so like, tomorrow, I'm gonna like score.Whoooooooot!
A/n:I might do one of Romeo sometime. Oh well...
Dear Diary,
Like whoa... I, like, kissed a guy that I, like, would never, like, be allowed, to like, date. He was, like, so, like, DROP DEAD SEXY!!! Like , we met up,and like , talked , and like , he liked everything that I liked . It was , like , nothing , I'd felt before . He said, like poetry and like, a lot of jiberish that was, like, music to my ears, and like, I started, like, getting hot, like, started sweating, and like, I kissed him again and like, I was sweating like a pig. And, I guess it was humid out and like, we started, like making out and like, he asked my name and I was like, Capulet and he was like, Montague, and we were like, whoaaaaaaaa, and like, we were like "no friggin' way man!" and like, I started freaking out, like, getting moonstruck and like, he tried to like, calm me down by frenching me, and like, I started getting more freaked out and like, he had to like leave with his buddies, and I was like, "NOOOOOOOO" and he was like,"NOOOOOOO" and that Mercutio dude was like "YESSSSSSSSS" and he was , like , unable to leave, and I like , convinced him to come tomorrow , so like, tomorrow, I'm gonna like score.Whoooooooot!
A/n:I might do one of Romeo sometime. Oh well...