For this little chappie, I decided to write two diary/journal entries. The
first one is in Miranda's point of view, and the second's in Gordo's. I
hope you all like them, and please continue to write reviews.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the shirt on my back and three cents.
As usual: Enjoy.
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Dear Diary,
Ronnie and I have been dating for two whole weeks now, and things couldn't be more perfect. The pact that he and I made with Gordo and Parker is still going strong; Lizzie doesn't know a thing. But there been a few close calls in the past week, though. Take Tuesday for example. I invited Ronnie over for a study session after school. Unfortunately not much work was getting done. After a short while, we were having an intense make out session on my bed. I don't know what it is about his kisses, but they're magical, and make me want to kiss him more.
Anyway, like I mentioned, things were getting intense. That's when we heard footsteps coming up the stairs, preceded by a knock on the door. We froze then got up abruptly. The next thing I know, Lizzie's cheerful voice is calling me from the opposite side of the door: "Miranda? Your mom let me in. She said you were up in your room. Can I come in?" Ronnie and I looked at each other, horrified. We had to think fast. Unconsciously, I shoved him under my bed and hastily fixed my hair. "Sure, come in" I called as casually as I could manage. Lizzie open the door, looked at me and smiled. Man, was she easy to fool. She was totally unaware of anything- weird going on.
"I just wanted to know if I could borrow that Puma handbag that you bought last week? Gordo's taking me out tonight and that bag would totally complete my outfit." She twirled around for me to observe her clothing. "Don't you think?" Poor, predictable, insecure Lizzie, always needing to be reassured. But instead I told her what she wanted to hear: "You're right. It will." I walked into my walk-in closet and came out with the bag. She took it, thanked me and walked out the door. "See you tomorrow!" I heard her call as she headed down the stairs.
When I heard the front door slam, I breathed a sigh of relief. Ronnie pulled himself out from under the bed, smiled at me and said: "I guess part of the fun is not getting caught, huh?" I kissed him lightly on the lips. "Totally," I quipped, and kissed him again.
See what a predicament I'm in Diary? There's a part of me who feels totally bad for betraying such a close friend. But the other part of me just screams: 'Screw you, Lizzie! I'm going to follow my heart regardless of what you say!' I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Because in the end, Diary, one of those parts is going to have to win. .
Miranda Sanchez
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Dear Journal,
For the most part, nothing's really changed since my last entry. The pact I made with Parker, Ronnie, and Miranda is still sacred; so I've continued to see Parker behind Lizzie's back. Although the fear of being caught has made my relationship with Parker more interesting, it's tearing me up inside. Though my time with Parker is sweet, the after-taste is nothing but a huge dose of guilt. I hate risking my relationship with Lizzie; I really do. But once again, Parker has me under her spell, and there's no turning back. And you know what's funny journal? I would have never guessed in a million years, that I, David Gordon, would have to choose between two girls.
I mean, at this point, I think that I would be happy with either one of them. They both have their strong points: Parker's wild and fun; totally spontaneous. Plus, she's been so co-operative while I've been straightening this whole mess out in my head. She's known I've been seeing Lizzie on the side, and, for some reason, hasn't dumped me.yet.
But that's not to say that Lizzie isn't just as great. She's friendly, warm, and very sentimental. What's a guy to do when he has the hearts of two girls that are both beautiful; inside and out?
Anyway, while I'm figuring this all out, I have to be more careful at protecting my relationship with Lizzie. Just yesterday I was having a little "study session" with Parker in my room, when Lizzie nearly caught us. I managed to shove Parker out my window (don't worry; my room's on the first floor) and shut the drapes just seconds before Lizzie came prancing in there with a batch of cookies she had made me. See how sweet she is? As much as the guilt killed me on the inside, I managed to act completely casual on the outside; and she bought it.
Arrgg!! Journal, I really need someone to save me from myself. Because if this goes on much longer, someone's going to get hurt; bad.
David Gordon
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Like it? Even if you didn't, please, please, please review. They totally motivate me to write more.
Toodles
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the shirt on my back and three cents.
As usual: Enjoy.
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Dear Diary,
Ronnie and I have been dating for two whole weeks now, and things couldn't be more perfect. The pact that he and I made with Gordo and Parker is still going strong; Lizzie doesn't know a thing. But there been a few close calls in the past week, though. Take Tuesday for example. I invited Ronnie over for a study session after school. Unfortunately not much work was getting done. After a short while, we were having an intense make out session on my bed. I don't know what it is about his kisses, but they're magical, and make me want to kiss him more.
Anyway, like I mentioned, things were getting intense. That's when we heard footsteps coming up the stairs, preceded by a knock on the door. We froze then got up abruptly. The next thing I know, Lizzie's cheerful voice is calling me from the opposite side of the door: "Miranda? Your mom let me in. She said you were up in your room. Can I come in?" Ronnie and I looked at each other, horrified. We had to think fast. Unconsciously, I shoved him under my bed and hastily fixed my hair. "Sure, come in" I called as casually as I could manage. Lizzie open the door, looked at me and smiled. Man, was she easy to fool. She was totally unaware of anything- weird going on.
"I just wanted to know if I could borrow that Puma handbag that you bought last week? Gordo's taking me out tonight and that bag would totally complete my outfit." She twirled around for me to observe her clothing. "Don't you think?" Poor, predictable, insecure Lizzie, always needing to be reassured. But instead I told her what she wanted to hear: "You're right. It will." I walked into my walk-in closet and came out with the bag. She took it, thanked me and walked out the door. "See you tomorrow!" I heard her call as she headed down the stairs.
When I heard the front door slam, I breathed a sigh of relief. Ronnie pulled himself out from under the bed, smiled at me and said: "I guess part of the fun is not getting caught, huh?" I kissed him lightly on the lips. "Totally," I quipped, and kissed him again.
See what a predicament I'm in Diary? There's a part of me who feels totally bad for betraying such a close friend. But the other part of me just screams: 'Screw you, Lizzie! I'm going to follow my heart regardless of what you say!' I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Because in the end, Diary, one of those parts is going to have to win. .
Miranda Sanchez
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Dear Journal,
For the most part, nothing's really changed since my last entry. The pact I made with Parker, Ronnie, and Miranda is still sacred; so I've continued to see Parker behind Lizzie's back. Although the fear of being caught has made my relationship with Parker more interesting, it's tearing me up inside. Though my time with Parker is sweet, the after-taste is nothing but a huge dose of guilt. I hate risking my relationship with Lizzie; I really do. But once again, Parker has me under her spell, and there's no turning back. And you know what's funny journal? I would have never guessed in a million years, that I, David Gordon, would have to choose between two girls.
I mean, at this point, I think that I would be happy with either one of them. They both have their strong points: Parker's wild and fun; totally spontaneous. Plus, she's been so co-operative while I've been straightening this whole mess out in my head. She's known I've been seeing Lizzie on the side, and, for some reason, hasn't dumped me.yet.
But that's not to say that Lizzie isn't just as great. She's friendly, warm, and very sentimental. What's a guy to do when he has the hearts of two girls that are both beautiful; inside and out?
Anyway, while I'm figuring this all out, I have to be more careful at protecting my relationship with Lizzie. Just yesterday I was having a little "study session" with Parker in my room, when Lizzie nearly caught us. I managed to shove Parker out my window (don't worry; my room's on the first floor) and shut the drapes just seconds before Lizzie came prancing in there with a batch of cookies she had made me. See how sweet she is? As much as the guilt killed me on the inside, I managed to act completely casual on the outside; and she bought it.
Arrgg!! Journal, I really need someone to save me from myself. Because if this goes on much longer, someone's going to get hurt; bad.
David Gordon
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Like it? Even if you didn't, please, please, please review. They totally motivate me to write more.
Toodles