So this was just an idea. I don't know if it's any good or if I should continue. If anyone has any ideas please let me know. Please review thanks.


I raced towards my next class. I knew I would be late as I turned the corner and saw Stan standing at the top of the class. I was hoping that I would at least get to my seat before he turned but no such luck.

"Ms Hathaway, nice of you to decide to grace us with your presences." He said with a sneer.

I choose to ignore him and found an empty seat next to Eddie and Mason. I flashed them my best man-eating smile as I dropped my books on the desk sending my diary crashing to the ground.

I reached out to pick it up but Stan beat me to it.

"Well, well what do we have here."

"Give it back, Stan."

To my horror he smiled and turned the first few pages. I prayed he would not read anything since my return to St Vladmir's Academy. There was a lot of private stuff in there and most of it was about Dimitri.

I could feel my skin boil as he began to read from my diary. The first few lines he read from were at the start but then he began to read the last entry. I felt my skin turn the brightest shade of red. To make things worse Dimitri was standing against the wall of Stan's class. He was going to hear everything too.

Dear Diary,

Today I had my ass handed to me in practice thanks to Dimitri Belikov. What can I say –I got distracted. The Russian God he makes my heart flutter each time he smiles and today I got one of those rare smiles. God – what is wrong with me I'm totally crushing on my mentor!

Sighs. Well its not like anything is going to happen after all he is my mentor and seven years older than me. I just don't know what to do. Every time I see him I go weak at the knees.

Mrs Rose Belikov xxx

The class where in hysterics as they laughed along with Stan as he read the entire entry.

I wanted to die. Now everyone knew that I had a major crush on Dimitri. I didn't realize that I had started to cry as I looked quickly over at Dimitri. There was a look in his eyes, but I couldn't tell what he was feeling. His hands where clinched into fists so tightly they where white. I had to get out of there before I punched Stan or did something worse. I raced out of the class sending the rest of my books to the floor.

The tears flowed as I ran from the class room and away from the laughing…


Please let me know what you guys think of this. Or maybe I should do a series of one-shots Diary form or something Let me know. Please