Love, Life and Whisker Faces
Love at First Sight (I wish)
Wednesday, August 20
At home, unfortunately
11:00 a.m.
While digging up my old school supplies—NOOOO! SCHOOL STARTS IN TWO FREAKING WEEKS!!—I found this. My diary I got for my fourth birthday. My diary given to me by my mother. My diary that I thought Hanabi had stolen. I so regret not talking to her for a week now.
11:02 a.m.
At least now I have something to do.
11:03 a.m.
Wish I had something interesting to write.
11:15 a.m.
I have decided to write and introduction about moi in the event that I lose my diary and the person who finds it decides to give it back to me.
11:16 a.m.
Commencing introduction.
11:16 (and 30 seconds) a.m.
Hello, my name is Hyuuga Hinata. My father is Hyuuga Hiashi of the Hyuuga Enterprises and my (very annoying) sister is named Hanabi for fireworks. (I think it's because my father was high on crack and seeing fireworks when she was born. Why else would he want hair longer than humanly possible to set a "sophisticated" look?)
Hanabi is a brat. Spoiled to the bone and extremely violent. She has never been single in her life and has a handful of boys wrapped around her finger. Somehow (it's the crack I tell you!) my father believes she will be the perfect spokesperson for his company.
I also have a cousin, Neji is his wicked name, who has hair that rivals my own. The length I mean. Not the color. No, definitely not the color. His is a very pretty shade of brown that he used to let me braid, while mine is blue and a little purple. He is very protective of me, so if you make a move on me (like that's ever gonna happen) he will kill you. No joke.
1:00 p.m.
Sorry. I forgot my show was on. Just had to watch it. Ellen is the greatest talk show host known to mankind. And she's funny. TAKE THAT OPRAH!
1:01 p.m.
I apologize… I got a little excited.
1:05 p.m.
Anyway, I, Hinata, am shy. But only around strangers. I'm also quite smart and I like to read. I have yet to find a boyfriend, even though my friends always assure me of my beauty, and in their words, awesomeness, since I don't have enough confidence. Sakura and Ino are two of my best friends, but lately, I found myself being ditched by them and excluded. I've told Sakura, but…
Kiba and Shino are my childhood friends and they've been at my side since forever (sometimes I think my father is paying them to look after me). Tenten, Neji's (almost) girlfriend is a good friend too, even though she's a year older and comes over a lot to see Neji.
I hope that's it. My hand hurts from writing so much.
6:00 p.m.
Ugh. I'm at a fancy restaurant with my family, my whole family. Yes, we did reserve the entire freaking restaurant, that is, so to say, two stories. And every single one of my relatives (or third cousin, twice removed…) has lavender eyes. Sure, they look good on me and Neji, but not two thousand—my family repopulates every two seconds…like a bug. EW—other people who you have to see. All at once.
6:30 p.m.
I think my family thinks I must have a bladder problem. Which is so not true! I'm just hiding in the bathroom to compl—write. Yeah.
6:31 p.m.
God my life is terrible.
11:45 p.m.
FINALLY! I'M HOME SWEET HOME!
And dead tired.
12:00 a.m.
Yay! I get to see Sakura tomorrow. Or is it today? Wow, I'm so sleepy, I've become hopelessly confused…
!!
Thursday August 21
Getting ready
10:00 a.m.
Yawn. I'm so tired. I'm going to the mall with Sakura today.
10:30 a.m.
Just finished eating and watching Pokémon.
…Don't look at me like that; it was the only thing on!
11:30 a.m.
Just got out of the shower and is fixing my hair.
Damn. The phone is ringing.
11:45 a.m.
Sakura just called. Wanted to tell me something about meeting somewhere.
Crap. I'm supposed to leave in five minutes and I still have to put on my make-up.
11:55 a.m.
I hope the bus didn't come yet.
11:56 a.m.
WHEW. There's some kid waiting for the bus too, meaning the bus has not come yet!
The kid has some stylish hair going on… It's spiked up.
12:03 p.m.
Huh. I should've just used the family limo to get to the bus station.
Oh well.
12:19 p.m.
Am at bus station. Supposed to meet Sakura at 12:30.
12:20 p.m.
It's so cold. And windy. They even said it was going to rain today.
12:22 p.m.
Have gone inside the building to wait.
12:25 p.m.
The bus we were supposed to take has left.
…What am I supposed to do?
12:31 p.m.
Sakura approaches. Or something that looks like Sakura.
12:32 p.m.
Yeah, that's Sakura.
12:35 p.m.
After asking an old guy when the bus was coming (in apparently 14 minutes) Sakura and I are huddled in the building.
12:40 p.m.
Wow, after not seeing anyone in so long, I have become very boisterous—I simply adore using big words from thesauruses. And am getting weird looks. Probably because we, Sakura and I, are making fun of things we see and are laughing very loudly.
12:42 p.m.
Have spotted a bus schedule the next bus comes at 1:02.
(TAKE THAT OLD GUY! YOU. WERE. WRONG. THE ELDERLY ARE WISE, MY ASS.)
1:00 p.m.
Huh, would you look at that. The bus schedule was wrong too.
1:03 p.m.
Apparently Sakura has just gotten herself a boyfriend. Without telling me.
(I found out on facebook)
Some best friend she is.
Her boyfriend is Sasuke. Go figure. Everyone, and I mean everyone, has made a bet on when they were going to get together. It's not surprising in the least since we all know there has been some unresolved sexual tension since Sasuke walked in on Sakura as she was changing. Right after she took a shower.
Yeah, I know.
1:05 p.m.
I cannot believe this injustice.
1:06 p.m.
Sakura and Sasuke have been together for a week.
A WHOLE FREAKING WEEK.
2:13 p.m.
Have just bought a new t-shirt and a book.
Sakura bought a t-shirt and a sweater.
2:19 p.m.
Sakura just made another reference about a "fun time" at the mall or a "fun time" at a concert.
…
THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR INVITING ME TO THESE SO-CALLED "FUN TIMES".
2:28 p.m.
Eating New York Fries' fries is fabulouso. Especially when there's gravy.
YUM.
2:30 p.m.
Met Sasuke at customer service. He is pretty hot (I must say) and looks very happy to see Sakura.
Am happy and a little jealous.
2:44 p.m.
Sasuke decided to lead us outside (where it is freezing) to sit on a bench.
A bench.
There are plenty of benches inside!
3:00 p.m.
Wow. Way to be ignored.
Sakura and Sasuke are snogging —oh my god how I love that word— like crazy and I'm just sitting there, trying not to stare.
3:02 p.m.
I know I shouldn't stare, but I've never been kissed (isn't that sad? I'm 16, almost 17, and have never touched lips with a boy) and I'm curious.
3:10 p.m.
Every so often Sasuke makes conversation with me (while staring into Sakura's eyes) but even I can tell he does not want to talk.
I know they want to go to his apartment. Right. Now.
(To tear off each other's clothes and release the sexual tension.
Or something of that genre.)
3:16 p.m.
"Where's the bus stop? I want to go home."
Sasuke and Sakura are walking me to the bus stop.
3:21 p.m.
Have arrived at bus stop.
Looking at bus schedule. Next bus comes at 3:33.
Sakura looks a little guilty, but I know she wants to go to Sasuke's place.
Huh, even Sasuke, the great UCHIHA SASUKE looks guilty. But he keeps twitching.
Bet it's the guilt. :D
3:22 p.m.
"Do you want us to wait with you?" says Sasuke. Sasuke, not Sakura.
"Nah, you guys go ahead, I'll be okay."
God I hate Sakura right now. (But not really.)
Insert awkward silence.
3:24 p.m.
Wow. That was weird.
Sakura and Sasuke just shared a glance and then, Sasuke hugged me. Hugged me. And I just stood there like an idiot.
I swear if I were one of his (many) fangirls, Sasuke would have already been raped.
3:25 p.m.
Sitting in a bus stop has never been so boring.
I'm listening to my iPod. Sigh.
I love my iPod.
…There is a little girl who keeps staring at me.
And pointing (with her dirty little finger).
"Hey, if you keep doing that, I'm going to have to bite your pretty little finger off, you know."
Good thing I didn't say that. She would have been scarred for life. Instead I just smiled politely.
3:46 p.m.
Omg.
Omg.
OMG.
There is a hot guy sitting across from me on the bus.
He. Is. Freaking. Hot.
And we've made eye contact like five times already!
3:49 p.m.
I caught him staring at me. Again!
I smiled my prettiest smile and turned a little red at all the attention.
You know what he did?!
He smiled back! And blushed too!
3:52 p.m.
Blondie Blue Eyes is his name—or at least it is until I either:
a) Find out his true name
OR
b) Think of a better nickname
He has bright yellow hair, beautiful blue eyes and (weird) whiskers on his cheeks. He also looks childish. His clothes are average, you know, beach shorts and a t-shirt. Yuck. It's orange, but it suits him…
The best thing about Blondie Blue Eyes is that he also has an iPod.
3:53 p.m.
That's just plain awesome.
3:58 p.m.
Cannot believe I did that.
3:59 p.m.
I just asked Blondie Blue Eyes —now called Sexy Soul Mate
…Wait that sounds gay.
How 'bout Hunky Piece of Flesh? Nah, too long.
Prince Charming? …Too cliché.
Divine Yuminess…
Ok.
From now on Blondie Blue Eyes will be known as…
Alluring Whisker-Face (what, it's true!)— if he had the time.
At first he didn't hear me and I pointed to my wrist, in which he took out one of his earphones and raised an eyebrow.
I blushed (a lot) and was so glad I didn't wear a watch today.
"Do you have the time?"
He smiled at me (AT ME!) and looked at his iPod.
"3:57."
4:04 p.m.
As I walk to the library from the bus station, since I have no idea when the next bus is coming, I can't help but think of what just happened.
We, as in Alluring Whisker-Face and I, had a conversation! A real conversation! I have no idea what we talked about, but I made him laugh. And his laugh is beautiful.
10:30 p.m.
Sitting in bed reading one of the new books I got from the library, the house is quiet. Too quiet.
(DAMMIT! I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT TO ASK FOR ALLURING WHISKER-FACE'S NAME)
10:31 p.m.
Found out that NOBODY is home.
NOBODY!!
I am so happy to have some peace and quiet for once.
I could dance around naked…
10:33 p.m.
Thought about it and decided not to.
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