Still Thursday, Math, 1:20 P.M.
What does math have to do with talent? I mean come on! I suck at math! And I can't think about math at a time like this! Does Beck love me as a friend or like a girlfriend? I mean we were friends for what, like two weeks before he asked me out. But, when I got he looked at me like I was his girlfriend. I can't do anything about it! Ok let this go.
{~VictoriaDawnOliver~}
Friday, September 27, 1 A.M. bedroom
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. That's all I have to say.
{~VictoriaDawnOliver~}
Friday, September 27, 8:30 A.M
MY MOM IS PREGNANT! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD RIGHT NOW! Great Beck is looking at me. Just smile and nod. Just smile and nod.
{~VictoriaDawnOliver~}
Still Friday, in nurses office
Breath in, breath in, and out, in, out, in, out. I had a nervous breakdown in Sikowitz. I was sitting with beck waiting for class to start, then beck starts asking me all these questions like "how many kids do you want?' and "Where do you want to get married?' that's a sweet thought, but I'm in high school, I don't know if I want kids! Then I remembered that my mom is pregnant, then I started my breakdown. I freaked out and screamed and threw a chair out the window. ={(. Then Sikowitz knew I was having a nervous breakdown and made someone take me HERE! I'm laying here with a cold towel on my face. I just need to cool off. It's hard writing with the towel on my face. I just need to keep breathing. I CAN'T BELIEVE MY MOM IS PREANANT! !
Oh no, not another breakdown!
{~VictoriaDawnOliver~}
Lunch on Friday
All my friends think I'm a weirdo for throughing a chair out a window. I guess that part is a LITTLE extreme. But Beck still likes me. Wait! He LIKES me? I'm thinking he loves me as a friend, and doesn't think of me as his girlfriend just yet. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Oh no! A breakdown. Breath in, out, in, out, in, out, in, out.
{~VictoriaDawnOliver~}
Friday, September 27, living room, 3:30 P.M.
And the baby isn't even my Fathers! My mom was having an affair! My life sucks! Beck's calling great.
"Hey you." Say Beck
"Sup."
"What's with you? With your breakdown, what was up that?"
"There's a lot going on right now." I put my knees to my chest "Can I talk to you?"
"What's wrong? Tori is it me?"
"No, Beck it's not. Well, it kinda is."
"Really."
"Well, my mom is…"
"Tori!" screams my mom "Hold my hair!"
"I have to go. Love you."
"I love you…" I hung up on him and ran to my mom.
So, if I keep this a secret, my boyfriend will think I'm cheating, but then I won't have another breakdown. I'm so confused. I CAN'T HAVE BECK THINK I'M CHEATING THAT WILL RUIN EVER THING! I WILL DIE! I need another cold towel.
