June 16th, 1973

Dear Diary,

The concert was so wonderful!! We had fourth row seats and I could see Keith very clearly. I had to contain my excitement though, because Mom was sitting right there. I spent my time smiling at the stag, sitting calmly in my seat as Candice and Karri beamed and waved at the stage. I wish I could have joined them, even if that is out of my introversive ways, but I couldn't. Not with Mom sitting on the other side of Ricky. Anyways, I hope she at least took the time to notice how much Ricky was enjoying himself. He so wants to become a famous singer, it would make his day if Mom approved. It would make my day too. It would finally seem as if she were working for us rather then against us.

Mom ushered Ricky and I both home rather quickly after the concert. This really saddened me because I didn't get to tell Keith how much I enjoyed the music after the show. I actually didn't get to personally thank any member of the family for the performance. I also had to hastily say goodbye to my two friends in the parking lot. Candice said she'd see me at school on Monday, and Karri told me to call her sometime. I plan to do just that. Maybe tomorrow? After all, I don't have anything planned.

Anyways, I am super glad I made it to the concert tonight. I hope Mom enjoyed herself. She was grumbling the whole car ride home about the noise, but I can't totally believe she didn't enjoy a bit of it. Especially when Keith sang 'Summer Days', one of my most favorite songs! Well, anyways, tomorrow is Sunday. Maybe after church I'll hit the library….

Daydreaming,

Donna

P.S. Oh wait! The poem writing! Um… well let's see here… I really don't have any ideas right now, so I think I'll take today off. I have way too many songs swirling around in my head right now! Here's to tomorrow!

June 17th, 1973

Dear Diary,

I can't believe what just happened! I just can't believe it! Today was relatively uneventful, but as of two hours ago (right now it's 9:00 PM) my world suddenly changed! It's both good and bad because Keith Partridge himself came to the door and actually asked my mother if he could take me out again! Hooray!

Of course Mom said no, but the fact that he actually asked me out was thrilling! That means that he actually wants to take me out again! I wish he had asked me directly though. Then I could have said yes and fed Mom the 'Joe' story as earlier outlined and planned. I'm surprised that he didn't just ask me. Maybe he had been talking to Laurie and found out about all the restrictions Mom placed over Ricky and I after her little spat with Mrs. Partridge. But like I said before, at least I got to go to the concert. Anyhow, I'm going to see if I can catch up with Keith sometime tomorrow. Maybe then he'll ask me to go out with him. In the meantime, it is still much too early to go to bed and I finished all my homework Friday afternoon, so I am up for some serious poem writing!

Ecstatically,

Donna

P.S. Alright, so poem writing time… hmm… Wait! Hold on a minute…

Later June 17th, 1973

Dear Diary,

Alright, so this has got to be quick because I just had the afternoon of my life! Okay, so it is quite apparent that I didn't get any poem writing done this afternoon and my last P.S. was sort of dropped and everything, but this is with good reason! You see, I failed to mention earlier that my bedroom window was open and just as I started the earlier P.S. guess who called my name and was sitting out in our driveway? Yes! Keith! And then I did a very sneaky and underhanded thing: I snuck out the back door and snuck off to the Partridge Family garage.

To say the very least I was disappointed to see the entire Partridge Children clan there (including an extra, my brother Ricky), but I guess they wanted to have a meeting. This is the second of which I've had since moving here and the problem is again the same, but with a slight twist.

I guess now Keith and the rest of the kids want our mom's to get along again, but also they want to try and get my mother to lift her rulings over Ricky and I. I couldn't help but blush when I heard that. If they were seeking to lift those restrictions, that meant Keith really does want to go out with me again!

Anyways, we discussed the topic for about an hour and then I think we finally settled upon a plan. I don't remember all the details but it has something to do with Rueben Kincaid who I think (if I remember correctly) is the Partridge Family's manager. Anyhow, it doesn't really matter. What does matter is that after the meeting, everyone got ready to go his or her separate ways but then Keith stopped me. He said he wanted to talk.

And talk we did while sitting on boxes in the garage. And it is here Keith confessed to me all things that made my earlier concerns diminish. He said that he thought I was a real nice girl and that he wanted to go out with me again. He said that he had asked my mother about it but that she had turned him down. He then went on to admit that he was afraid of my mother. Afraid? Yes! I agree! I mean my mother can be quite intimidating! Even to me! I mean, just think of last Friday!

Anyhow, he asked me, formally, if he could take me out again. I, of course, said yes, but then he told me something else. He told me that I would have to be patient because he wanted to get through to my mother first. I'll admit that I was quite disappointed that he didn't want to go behind her back and take me out regardless of what she said, but I guess that's not his style. I only nodded in response and he smiled at me. Then come 11:00 (which was about fifteen minutes ago), he walked me home and we said goodnight.

Again, no goodnight kiss! I am wondering if he won't ever kiss me? Maybe he knows that I've never been kissed before? I don't know how he'd know that, but at least I got to talk to him and at least we're going to go out again. I'm not sure when, but I'll have to be patient, just as I told him I would be.

Anxiously awaiting that date,

Donna