Dear Journal;

Believe it or not Paris was actually kinda sorry for me when I told her I broke up with Dean, not that she really has met him. Paris has a nice side to her, but she also has a competitive edge. Maybe that competitive edge is what keeps us from killing each other. If I kill her who's left to compete with and vice-versa. Well...hmmm what's to say about today?
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Okay actually there is something to say, I walked into Luke's today to pick up a coffee for mom, and then Jess sat down across from me. I told him I was working and he said so was he so he'd make it short. Then he slipped me a slip of paper and then he sauntered off It read:

Dear Class of 2003;
Yes it's that time of year again, home-coming. Our dance this year will be on October 19, 2002. Be sure to bring someone special...blah-blah-blah...I didn't realy read all of it. On the bottom Jess had scribbled.

Please go with me, I don't have any other friends to ask.-Jess

I read it over and over again and then I started to feel bad for him. A guy as good looking as Jess should...Wait did I just say good-looking? Well anyway anyone should be able to make friends...Poor Jess. I think I'll go, I just hope Dean's not there...