A/N: Sara is a complex character and little is really known about her and the way she thinks, so the diary entries may be out of character. Honestly, I'm just going to write what I would some what guess is something she would write and stuff that I need to put in to make the story work. And if the grammar isn't perfect, or the structure is a little off with the entries, think about a journal you may have had or have…I know mine aren't perfect and I would never use it for an essay. And Melliebee – I know it's a mean place to leave it hehe that's the point because I'm an evil evil fanfic writer :)
9/16/83
Dear Diary,
Today was my birthday. Once again just a small family party even though my parents said I could have a few friends over. Even if I had some friends to hang out with, I wouldn't invite them over to meet my parents. I love them but…they are so embarrassing. Sometimes I wonder how we are even related. We are just so different. Anyway, my parents thought it would be nice to give me this huge book as a diary to keep through the years. I'll probably have enough space to write in here for thirty years.
Hopefully in those thirty years I will have done something with my life that I can be proud of or happy about. If I could have my way this is how my life would be in twenty to thirty years: I'm not sure what I want to be quite yet, but it will definitely have something to do with science, this way I'll be good at what I do and I'll love it too. I know it probably won't happen but I wouldn't mind being married to Sean and maybe even have a child or two. I think I would make a great mom. I want a normal life. I don't hate my life, it's just everyone else's looks so much more desirable and normal. But anyway, back to Sean. He is so cute. I hate to sound shallow but he is. He has an amazing smile, brown hair, and brown eyes. He isn't exactly president of the math club if you catch my drift, but he can still be really nice if his friends aren't around. See Sean is…well he is a popular guy and a jock. He is on the football team, quarterback of course. Everybody likes him. He is really charismatic, that one thing that drew me to him. All the girls love him. Unfortunately, Sean would never go for a girl like me; unpopular, geeky and a total nerd. He can have his choice of any of the pretty cheerleader type girls, so why would he ever choose me? Well that's enough of the Sara Pity Party. Hopefully one day I'll find my "prince" as the fairy tales say, but I know that not everyone gets a happy ending, but hey…that's life.
Sara Sidle
'I should really stop reading. I know I wouldn't want someone reading my journal.' The angel on Nick's right shoulder said.
'What's the worst that could happen? It's not like Sara would ever find out and in the process you get to find out what makes Sara tick." The devil on Nick's left shoulder expressed in a very convincing tone.
Nick skipped through a bunch of pages until he found one dated 6/28/88.
6/28/88
Dear Diary,
High School, aka my own personal hell, is officially over and come the fall, I'll start attending Harvard. I can't wait. I'm so happy I got accepted. All my hard work and well…no social life paid off, and I'm sure there will be people just like me at Harvard. I want to make a new start. No one there will know me. Maybe I'll finally have a boyfriend. Honestly, what girl, besides me obviously, has never had a boyfriend by the age of 17? I don't get it really. I mean I may not be a gorgeous super model…
'I'd say you are pretty damn close to one.' Nick thought.
…but I'm no troll. Enough about that. I need to stop thinking about the negative and look at the positive. Harvard is my first step towards a successful career. I'm going to major in physics. This summer I'll be pretty busy. I have two summer jobs to help save up some money before I move to the East Coast. And while I'm there, I'll try to find a job. My parents said they would help pay, but I still need a job to earn some spending money, add to my savings, and help pay for my tuition. The future is a little scary but exciting at the same time. So much will change and yet I don't know how. It's weird when you think about it.
Sara Sidle
'Wow. How could Sara not have had a boyfriend? Were the guys she went to school with blind? Idiots.' Nick looked at his watch. It was getting late. He needed to go home if he wanted to get some sleep before having to go into work. He'd be back soon enough to learn more about Sara later.
A/N A short chapter I know but I decided to write a little more. Everything written in this story from now on is new, I dont have it pre-written. So it may take a while for me to think of what to write next.