Bahahaha, the reactions. Those are my favvvvvorite parts. Get ready for...DRAMA! Well, not really. That comes soon though. After they all finish reading the journals. And to all the people who want longer chapters, I'll definitely work on that.
Oliver's P.O.V.
I couldn't bring myself to do it. I sat in my room, on my bed, trying to do my English homework. But I couldn't open her notebook. That green cover taunted me. Her name in the upper right hand corner seemed to dance before my eyes. Miley Stewart. Miley Stewart's life journal. Miley Stewart's journal. What was in here was obviously private. I could tell that from the look on her face when she handed it to me. But, honestly, I don't think that that's the reason I couldn't bring myself to look.
Thirty entries in this notebook, probably all about Jake. All about how in love with him she was. I didn't know if I could take that. After all, I was in love with Miley. She had noooo idea about that, I hoped. Well...she would find out once Jake told her. Since he would tell her eventually. That's what couples do. They talk, right?
So I sat on my bed for a half an hour, having another nice little internal battle with myself. Whether to read the journal, do the work, and get a good grade or don't read it, wonder what was in it the rest of my life, and fail. After a long argument, the academic side of me won out and I opened the cover of Miley's life journal.
Entry 1.
He has movie-star good looks…of course, maybe that's because he is a movie star. Jake Ryannnnnn. Rolls off the tongue, doesn't it? Mrs. Jake Ryannn.
This was going to be a long assignment...
Miley's P.O.V.
A cup of loco hot cocoa in hand, I made myself comfortable on the couch. Lilly's orange notebook sat, untouched, on the coffee table. I stared at it. This book could quite possibly hold some of my best friend's innermost thoughts. And even though Lilly was my best friend, I was afraid to read it. What if it had things she didn't want me to know in it? From that look she gave me in class, I wouldn't be surprised if it did.
Which, in turn, sort of made me mad. What if it was filled with things I didn't know? Lilly was supposed to tell me everything! It's part of the best friend's code...right?
It was morbid curiosity that led me to pick up the notebook and turn to the first page. My eyes quickly scanned the page. Lilly's style of writing had me laughing...until I got to one certain section. One sentence that left me wondering whether I should laugh or scream.
Yes, that's right. I, Lilly Truscott, have fallen for someone totally weird, and sorta disturbing, and funny, and cute…and the one guy I most definitely can't have.
The one, the only…
Jackson Stewart.
After re-reading that section, I decided to choose the latter.
I screamed.
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