April 16

New journal, new me. I guess this thing should be called a diary, but I don't like the sound of that. It sounds too girly or preppy, but my mother insisted I use the proper term. Oh, and you know what else is new? The country I moved to!! Yeah, that's right I'm originally from America, but people here in Canada call it "The States." I think that's pretty odd since I'm not used to the name. Anyway my mom got me this new diaryshall I call it, and it's gorgeous!!! The cover and back are covered in gold and my name is written in charcoal black letters on the front. I absolutely love it.

So basically the whole reason my mom got me this was because writing is just a way I let out my feelings, yeah I know it sounds pardon me, crappy but It's my journal, oops, diary and I can write whatever I want in it. I am freaked about the first day of school. Normally I'd be all mellow about this but something happened a couple of days ago that told me I'm not going to fit in here. Well, here it is:

I was out food shopping with my dad and my job was to get all the fruits and vegetables. So I went over to the apples and I started picking out some of the best looking ones. I put those in my basket and then checked the food list that mom wrote for me. Next on the list was tomatoes, I went over there and grabbed one from the bottom of the stack. A bunch of tomatoes fell to the floor and everyone in the store turned to stare at me. I slipped a quiet sorry to the employees and started picking up those devil fruits. Then this guy around my age came up to me and began helping me pick up those tomatoes. After we were done he took out his hand and stated:

"Hi, I'm Dane Tanner." I looked up at him; he had black hair that was cut just right, warm brown eyes, and a flawless face. I shook his hand and replied:

"Kennedy Cunning." The moment I said my name his warm eyes turned into something cold and fearsome.

"No wonder you have trouble shopping for food, probably this is the first time you've done It." he responded.

"Excuse me?" I wasn't certain that I heard him correctly.

"What? Do you need a maid to clean that earwax out?" I had no idea why he was being so rude. And so here's what happened next, from how I remember it:

"Who do you think you are to be so rude to someone you've just met?"

"What are you gonna do, sue me? It did work the last time, but boy is it not happening again."

"I have no idea what you are talking about." and I really didn't.

"Sure, act dumb, you're really playing the part."

"I have to go." And I just turned away.

I gotta say, that conversation ruined the rest of my week. The worst part is I think he was my age and if he goes to the same school I go tomorrow , the whole town's gonna hate me. Wish me luck;DD

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