Hello, just a little side note, this is my first story, so it might be bad.

Enjoy.

Jenny got her books and closed her locker. She passed by Brad, said hi and smiled. "Oh no, I'm late for class!" Said Jenny, looking at the time. She rushed to her next class, not realizing one of her books falling out of her hands. "Jen, you dropped your book!" She couldn't hear him."Maybe I'll just hold on to it until I see her again" He thought to himself. He looked at the book, no title or anything on the front, just leather. It then hit brad, this was Jenny's diary. "Why would she bring this at school?" he wondered. He stopped wondering and ran to class.

Brad didn't pay much attention in class, he wondered what's inside Jenny's diary. Would she be mad if he looked in? Most likely. It would be wrong to look inside, but his curiosity was killing him. He took a tiny peak inside. He saw his name written, which was weird to him, but hey, they are best friends, it wouldn't be a surprise if she wrote about him a little. But he really wanted to know what she wrote about him. He flipped the book open to that page he peaked at. What he saw shocked him a little

Hearts. All around his name.

Did Jenny have a crush on him? No...that's crazy. But...she just might.

Just then, the bell rang. Brad got up and headed to Jenny's locker.

"Hey Jen."

"Oh, hi Brad."

"I believe you dropped last class." He handed her diary back to her, acting like he didn't look inside.

"Oh, thanks Brad, I thought I lost it. This book means a lot to me." She smiled at him.

"I'll see you around."

"Alright, see you later!" she waved bye to him.

Brad walked back to his locker, still wondering about that page. Maybe he should ask her about it? It wasn't the best idea, but it was something...

Jenny was sitting in class, bored out of her mind. She put her diary in her lap and opened it. She began to write

Dear Diary, today I dropped this book. Brad found it. I just hope he didn't read anything..I wouldn't want to ruin our friendship..

She stopped writing and sighed. She acted like she was listing to the teacher, then she began to write again.
When am I going to tell him? Should I tell him? I think it's almost the time to...

She thought to herself "Maybe it is time."

That's part 1 :D

This started as a oneshot, but the way it's heading I think it might be 2 or 3 parts. Thanks for reading!