March 18th

I'm over at Alejandro's house. He's in the shower now, so I thought it would be a good time to write. Not much has happened during the two days I haven't written. I've been at Al's house this whole time, mostly because his Uncle and Aunt are out of town doing a job. Geoff is coming over tonight, bringing over some girls he plans to get with. I wonder if I wasn't here, would Alejandro invite a girl over? I don't want to think about it. The thought makes my stomach hurt so I'm changing the subject.

Oh, the shower stopped. I'll write later tonight.

3:00 A.M

I have to resist purging right now. Geoff brought two girls, one with short brown hair and the other with long ginger hair. They are both odd looking, the brown haired one with the pointy nose is eyeing Alejandro. They seem to be ignoring me, except for the occasional glances.

Geoff is groping the ginger's tit and I can't find Alejandro. I want to go home.

Jett called me crying a little bit ago. I guess Garrett got into a car accident, he's supposed to be okay, not that Jett knows much. I promised him we'd go to the hospital tomorrow, given that Garrett has to stay overnight. I know it's a random thought, but I wonder if Garrett's parents or siblings know he's gay.I think they do, but I can't be sure.

The brunette is getting up to sit next to Alejandro. I hope she's ready to be punched. Later.

March 19th

Jett cried the entire way to the hospital. Garrett's arm was broken, but he didn't have any concussions or internal bleeding or anything really serious like that.

I watched them kiss each other and it was quite possibly the cutest thing in the entire world. We're back home now, Jett is taking a nap, those tears sure got him tired. I've had a pretty bad case of insomnia and it's starting to mess with my head. I have to work in an hour, so I might as well write my heart out until then. Last entry, I was at Alejandro's with Geoff and his skanks.

The brunette was named Charlotte, and was hitting on my boyfriend. Al basically ignored her, and when she tried snuggling up to him he got up and sat next to me.

I don't want to be in love. Love only leads to destruction and depression. Love is dumb. There has to be something wrong with Alejandro, right? He has money, he's cute as hell, and treats me right. He's friends with Geoff, though. That's a pretty big downer. As much as I want to figure out a flaw in my perfect boyfriend, I almost hope he is perfect. So many things in my life aren't. What the hell? Hold on, something just broke in the living room.

6:45 P.M

Mom passed out, hit her head on the coffee table, and made it shatter. My neighbor must've heard it because he came over and helped me take care of Mom and clean up the huge glass mess. His name was Scott. He had ginger hair and a white wide beater on. It the weirdest way, he was really cute. I guess he is only down here for the summer, doing work for his Grandpa. He looked a year or two younger than me, but that doesn't matter. Something tells me I'm going to dream about him tonight.

March 20th

Alejandro invited me over to his place later for some time alone, so I'm definitely going. I haven't had sex in a couple of weeks! That's not the point of this entry though. Scott gave me his number a few hours ago, but I haven't texted him yet.

Not when I'm still going out with Alejandro.

I mean, we did say this was a 'don't ask, don't tell' relationship…but I can't bring myself to even think about kissing anyone other than my Latino. So that really means I'm in love, huh? Fuck.

I love when it rains. Not sprinkle but really downpours. My windows are shaking from the force of the thunder and the power has gone out twice in the same hour. I live by the water.

What if it never stops and it floods? I'm almost afraid to shower to go to Al's tonight. It's almost seven, so he should be picking me up soon. Then I have work in the early afternoon tomorrow.

Bridgette called me today telling me how they're no cute boys where she's at.

Poor soul, she would have a fit if she saw all the cute boys trying to get my attention. Maybe I'll set her up with Scott.

March 21st

Alejandro broke up with me.

I'm calling Scott.

I want to die.