Of Beiber Fever, Skinny Jeans and Nick Lucas. A diary of Macy Misa.

Chapter 1; Coffee and Confessions.

4th of October 2009, 4:34 pm, the coffee shop around the corner from my house.

Dear Diary,

I have a confession to make! I've been trying to keep it a secret but I just can't anymore. I think I caught… Beiber Fever (Dun, Dun, Duuuunnn!) Yes I know, JONAS's #1 Super Fan is a horrible person, I just couldn't help it!

The song was so catchy and wouldn't get out of my head even after four hours of quality JONAS music.

But don't worry; my Beiber Fever is nowhere near as bad as my OJD (which is now considered a terminal disease in some states. True story.)

HOLY MOTHER OF MIKE! Sophie, the waitress who usually serves me just bought over my decaf latte and told me to 'stop singing that ridiculous little twerp's song because Stella and the guys just got here.' Oh no, what should I do?

You're right. Hide you somewhere. Good plan. Oh God, I can smell the guys' colognes. Gotta go, bye!

Macy xx

Macy*Nick*Joe*Stella*Kevin*Frankie

4th of October 2009, 9:21 pm, my room.

Dear Diary,

I'm afraid I wasn't completely honest with you earlier. Yes I do have a touch of Beiber Fever and my OJD is still going strong but there's something else too. I sorta, maybe, kinda have this little crush on one of the guys.

No, I won't tell you which one! At least until I'm sure he likes me back… But I will tell you what happened after Sophie bought my latte over.

Everybody sat down, Stella and Joe on the couch and Kevin took the armchair next to mine leaving Nick to sit on the arm of my chair (!)((I didn't say nothing)). Anyways, we were all talking for a bit; I managed to avoid a question from Joe about what Van Dwonk wanted to talk to me about at lunch (geography thankfully,) but then Stella had to bring up the Halloween dance.

"Who are you going with Mace?" she asked with one of those sly glints in her eye. I always hated that glint.

"Um," I replied, blushing slightly as all I turned to me. "I don't know. No one's asked me yet."

Kevin smiled at me reassuringly as Sophie walked over with a tray full of drinks. "Okay," she said cheerily, as she passed drinks around. "We have a mocha-frappachino, a latte, a caramel latte and a short black. Have a nice day guys and Macy don't forget okay?"

I nodded and she left, giving me a smirk over her shoulder. "Don't worry about the dance Macy, I'm going alone so you won't, you know, actually be alone. Well you can't really be alone in a room full of people but you know what I mean," Kevin told me with a smile. I nodded again, knowing full well that the person I wanted to ask me was sitting on the arm of my chair.

Crap, I didn't just say that! Well, okay, I did. But you cannot repeat that to ANYONE, understand? Good, thanks

It's getting late and I'm tired. I'll write more tomorrow. Good night Munroe! (Yep, I'm calling you Munroe )

Macy xx

Macy*Nick*Joe*Stella*Kevin*Frankie

Author's Ramble: Well, what do you think? I don't know if it can be considered funny but I like it. I think Macy'll be more sarcastic than funny at times but still, what can you do? The second chapter is being typed up as you read.