Chapter one
Heya. I'm Francesca, but my friends call me Frenchy (yeah, like the girl from "Grease") . If you're reading this, I would like to let you know ahead of time, that I am a very odd person, so if you see a random " PEANUTBUTTER" in my writing here and there, just get used to it. So yeah…this is my diary. My mom said that it would help me with life (?) Because people might be reading this, I'll give like a prologue. Once upon a time, there lived a geek named Frenchy. She was in the seventh grade at Bayshore Middleschool. I had a best friend named Trixie, but she was my only friend. We hung out all of the time, and we were best friends. So, I'll start from there. I basically lived at my local theatre, and I was (and still am) in love with theatre itself.
So, because this is a girl's diary, I have to talk about guys, right? Well, at the time, I liked two different guys. Ben Lentouisey, and Rick Hamen. I liked Rick A LOT more than Ben, but there was one tiny problem about Rick. At the time I was twelve. At the time, he was ten. A two year difference usually isn't acceptable, but I didn't care. I knew Rick from the theatre, and Ben from school. Ben, was a normal kid, I have no idea why I liked him, I just did. It was just a light crush. Tiny compared to how I felt for Rick. Unfortunately, Rick was "madly" in love with Mary. She was nice, basically one of my best friends, so I was alright. Mary and Rick went out for about two weeks prior to this, but broke up then. Rick still though was madly in love with her.
One day though, he told me that I could be his next girlfriend. I told this to Trixie, but she told me not to wait for him. I would be " just one of the numerous girls that he tossed aside". I knew that he did that, but I was still uneasy about the situation. Oh! I almost forgot. I should tell you about Trixie.
Trixie had curly brown hair. She was skinny, and smiley. She was about 2 inches shorter than the extremely tall me, but I didn't care of course. She would be hard to notice, except for her piercing brown eyes. They were a normal dark shade, but they had a was of seeing into your soul. When she was mad at you (which was often), she would glare at you, and it would feel like a thousand knives stabbing into your heart. So it was good that I was on her good side. Trix not only had these features, but she was very irritable, moody, and unstable. But, she was my only friend, so I dealt with that. When she was a in a good mood though, she was very nice. So anyways, back to the story.
Trix decided that Ben was the right one for me, and decided that I should ask him out. I really wanted to wait for Rick, but she was insistent. She told me time and time again, that I had to ask him out. I was feeling very confident then. Finally, after a few days, I told her that I wanted to seal it. So during French class, she asked him for me. I was in Spanish class during this time. And I remember my stomach churning like there was a boat race going on inside of me. I felt like I would throw up. After meeting her at me locker, eagerly awaiting his answer, Trix told me that he said " He'll think about it". And I knew that was a no, so my heart dropped to the floor.
I was sure it was a no, but my friends were persistent that he actually was thinking about it. I still wasn't sure. I almost wanted to tell him to stop thinking about it, so I could go back to liking Rick, with his shiny black hair…and mesmerizing singing voice… but I didn't. I thought that maybe, just maybe he would say yes. Then, finally, after three days of torture, I got the text.