Chapter, three. Yay?
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Dear Journal,
She was giving me a look today. In class, when she caught me staring at her for a minute. I don't know what kind of look it was exactly, but it was a look. I tried not to let her notice I was watching her from the corner of my eye for the rest of class. I didn't want her to get all flippy and make a scene, you know? I hate when girls get all whiney and bitchy like that. I mean, is it really our fault if we like to stare at their chests? It's their own fault for wearing such tight shirts and stuff like that! If they didn't, then maybe we'd stop staring. Anyway, I'm getting off topic here. As I was saying, I spent all of class watching her discreetly. She was passing notes with Yugi and Ryou. My brother and his friend. Midget friend. -Insert chuckle here- I'm fond of Yugi, don't get me wrong, he's a good kid and all, but he's so tiny! Heck, our Irish Pointer dog is a puppy and almost as big as he is. But yeah. I wonder what the notes were about? I wrote a note to her myself, but I didn't send it over. Not because the teacher was watching, he doesn't care. I didn't send it because I was... Nervous. Yeah, nervous. I'm actually sort of shy, contrary to how I act. She kept smiling at them and giggling. If Ryou wasn't already dating Miho, Ribbon-Chan, I'd say he was flirting with her. Yugi might have been though. He's single, as far as I know. Oh Journal, I don't know what the hell to do. I hate her so much, and yet I love her. What do I do? Do I tell her or not? Would she just laugh at me and walk away, or what? I don't know, and I'm so confused now. I wish she had never moved here. Then I wouldn't have this problem. I'd still be the same old Akiefa Bakura, punk of the school, most popular kid, besides Marik and Malik, of course. I wouldn't have to sit here writing down what I'm feeling, or trying to anyway since I don't really know what exactly I'm feeling. I hate this, Journal. I guess I'll just go to sleep now. Maybe tomorrow I'll know...