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Willows POV

Dear Diary, I haven't really written in here for a while. Not since the accident. I didn't really feel the need to considering I was dead. But I need a place to write down my thoughts. It's not like I have someone to talk to. A few days have passed now, maybe even longer and there's still been no sign of my mystery guy, and I'm not surprised I knew it was too good to be wants to know me, I'm invisible now, once I walked the corridors with attitude, most people wanted to be me, I was a real head turner, as my mum would say, and now I get looked at for all the wrong reasons, no one wants to be me now. I don't even want to be me. And I thought he would be different. That I had finally met someone since the accident that would look past my, condition, and see me for who I am, not what I am. But obviously he wasn't, the jocks must have got to him, filled him in on the hatred that the rest of the school felt towards me.

I thought about trying to actually find him by myself, so I could at least thank him properly, but I didn't know where to look. I didn't know where to start, and I know for sure that he wouldn't be looking for me. He has probably moved on with his life, forgotten all about me. I'm just a freak, who for a split second he felt pity towards. That's why he helped me, not because he wanted to, but because he felt compelled to. How could I be so stupid? Why on earth did I think for even a moment that he would actually care? He doesn't know me and I don't know him.

And yet I couldn't quite help but think about him, I've not been able to think about anything else. I don't understand why, I don't even know if I'm capable of feeling anything. But he's been on my mind for the past few days, I can't help it, every thought I've had has led straight back to him. Every minute that passes I long to see his face again, his smile, hear his voice, his laugh, if only I could find him. Even if I did find him, I wouldn't know what to say, he will probably be with those... guys again.

School seemed to drag on even more than usual, the seconds ticked on by, but it never really felt like time was moving, every moment that passed seemed like a waste. My whole life dragged on, if I can even call it life now. I still can't stop thinking of him, I have to do something, I need to know him, I'm going to find him, it's clear as day he isn't going to be looking for me, I don't know why I should bother, but tomorrow is going to be different. I will see him again.

Blake's POV

I'm not going to start with the usual cliché, mainly because I'm a guy and we're not really supposed to have diaries. I'm just using this to write down my thoughts. So umm here goes. There's definitely something different about her. The way she looked, the way she dressed, smelt, everything. I just couldn't put my finger on it. She intrigues me. She was just so vulnerable, she looked so fragile. I still don't understand why she's all I can think about, it's like she has taken over my mind, every thought leads back to her. Every moment that passes I wonder where she may be. If only I knew her name.

I look down the hallways before each of my lessons in hope to see her again. But so far I've had no luck. I haven't even had time to look properly just in case I miss her; Tyler has been following me round, keeping a close eye on me. I've just not had a spare moment to get away from him. I just don't understand what he has against her I really don't. That and why he wants to stop me from seeing her so badly. In fact most people have something against her. I can't quite fathom what though. I don't understand. I've tried to ask Tyler but he practically punched me in the face when I mentioned what happened.

Like just this morning before school I asked Tyler why he did what he did to her. He just looked at me in disgust and retorted with a snide comment I won't repeat right now. That's one of his nicer responses. I've still got a bruise on my arm from yesterday. I've tried asking other people but nobody will tell me. It's like everyone has a mental block on the situation and don't want to remember. I will find out. It's only been a few days but I need to know.

It's eating away at me. I just want to find her. Every night I wonder why, I lay awake, unable to stop my mind from thinking about it, about her. I mean it must have been something bad otherwise why would people treat in the way my cousin and the goons he calls friends did. I just can't put an answer to my questions. They whirl around in my mind, never going away. I can't concentrate in class; I'm even finding it hard to sleep at night. As weird as it sounds, never one have I acted like this over some girl. I don't even know who she is, why do I feel like this?

I've even done something that I haven't in a while, not since way before my parents decided to get divorced. I've started to draw again, as lame as that sounds. Ever since I was young I've always loved drawing and writing music. I just never felt motivated enough in recent years. I don't quite know why, but ever since seeing her, I came home that night and drew her, yeah sounds obsessive but, she is my muse.

I still can't stop thinking of her, I have to do something, I need to know her, and I'm going to find her. I've not been successful yet but tomorrow it's going to be different. I will see her again.

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