Chapter One

The Crazed Sena Fan

Dear Diary,

I know this sounds stupid, but Sena bumped into my shoulder today! He's just so awesome! Yes I know that saying "I bumped into his shoulder today" isn't a really big deal to you, but it is to me! I don't why I like him; maybe it's his smile, or his naivety, or his kindness, or his … I don't know. Everything about is wonderful! I just want to hug him and, kidnap him and everything! He is mine and mine only! No one shall ever possess him. He would only marry me, and only would love me. We will be the perfect couple if he just co-operates! Then we will

HOLD ON A MINUTE!

Wait, did you just write back to me?

Yes I did, I'm doing this right in front of your eyes. Dumba55.

Those fives represent a word, doesn't it?

Yes, yes it does.

Well, write out the word! It's not like I'm innocent, or something. No one's going to read my diary anyways.

Are you sure?

Yes, no. Wait, people are reading what I put in you?

No. I'm saying that for future reference.

I want to continue writing about my day today, and how I felt about it like a normal teenager, if you please.

How is ranting about your future, "writing about your day"? Since when are you normal? No, I don't please.

Would you stop being pessimistic you mean, mean person.

First of all, you admitted to what I said by ignoring what I said, second of all. I'm not mean, because I'm being neutral. Third of all, I am just a diary. I bet if someone is reading this, they're going to think that you're arguing with yourself in the weirdest way possible, and think you are a lunatic. Plus, you're even more of a lunatic than a normal lunatic because you're insulting yourself in second person's point of view.

But I'm not a lunatic, and I'm not insulting myself. You are insulting me.

Are you sure you're not a lunatic? What about the crazy obsession of Sena-ness? Hmm? Also, who ever is reading this won't believe in a special magical self-writing diary that insults its own owner, now would they?

Just shut up and let me continue what I wanted to write before you interrupted.

I can't shut up because I'm writing, not talking. I'm not even stopping you from writing what you wanted to write on me. You just wanted to write back to me.

Then what about the "HOLD A MINUTE" from before?

You could have ignored me from earlier. Please continue about what you wanted to write, neh?

I don't feel like writing now. My hand hurts.

HA! You suck.

…I'm twitching right now, at your comment, you know.

Actually, I don't know. Since I don't have eyes!

I hate you, now I'm leaving.

Write back to you later honey!

…………..

She'll be back, I just know it. I know she won't leave here, for the dust to collect on to me.

Prologue for this chapter.

The owner went and bought a new diary, and wrote in that instead, and burned her previous one.