Wow! I wasn't expecting to exceed 6 reviews in just an hour! Between 10:17-11:17 I got 8 reviews telling me to continue! I'm so estatic you all like my stories! I never thought of myself as a very good writer, but you've proved me wrong. i must be better than I thought! Anyway, I won't keep you waiting any longer. Here's chapter 2 of 'Kim's Dia- I mean Journal!'

' Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!'

I groggily reached for my ringing cellphone and answered it, "Hullo?", still half asleep.

"Good Morning Beautiful!" King of Dorks nearly yelled into my ear.

"What do you want, Anderson?" I snapped, grumpily.

"Well...It's Saturday..."

"Jack...What time is it?" I asked.

"...6:00am..."

"Now, sweetie, tell me, WHY THE HELL DID YOU WAKE ME UP AT 6 IN THE MORNING ON A SATURDAY?" I screeched into the phone, most likely waking my whole neighborhood.

"I was lonely..." He mumbled in his 'I'm a little kid, don't yell at me' voice.

"...I hate you. I'll be ready in 20 minutes. Get your crap, grab you skateboard, and come over. We can have breakfast and then I can murder you." I told him.

"Okay! See you then, Sunshine!"

"Blech." I said, hanging up the phone.

I dragged myself out of bed and tumbled into my bathroom. I took a quick shower and blow dryed my hair. Then I brushed my teeth and threw my long blonde hair into a tight high pony-tail-braid that went 3 quarters of the way down my back. I grabbed my favorite Dukes of Hazzard T-shirt and my hole-covered jeans. That took me about 15 minutes total so I grabbed my old ratty sneakers and put my headphones in.

I didn't have to worry about Jack knocking on my door. I've known the kid for 5 years. He barges into my house almost every morning. Gotta love him though, right?

I plopped down on my couch singing along to, 'Girlfriend' by Avril Lavigne.

"You're so fine, I want you mine you're so delicous.
I think about you all the time you're so addictive.
Don'tcha know what I can do to make you feel alright?
Don't pretend, I think you know I'm D*** precious!
And Hell yeah, I;m the muthaf*****' princess!
I can tell you like me too, and you kno-"

"BOO!" Jack screamed from behind me, causing me to jump.

"Do you mind? I was listening to Avril...How much did you hear?" I asked, worried he had heard me.

He cleared his throat.

"Don't pretend, I think you know I'm D*** precious!
And Hell yeah, I'm the muthaf*****' princess!
I can tell you like me too, and you kno- EEEEEK!" He mocked totally off key.

"You're such a dweeb, Why am I still friends with you?" I wondered aloud, rolling my eyes.

"Because you have a crush on me!" He teased.

"In you're dreams, Anderson." I joked.

"Only every night, Crawford. Only every night." He joked back.

Now, please don't see this for something more. This is just how our friendship is. He jokes about crushing on me, and vice versa. He doesn't really have a crush on me. Tust me.

"So, where's the...DUNDUNDUN...dreaded diary?" He asked.

"Upstairs in my bed roo-" I cut myself off when I saw the glint of mischeif in his eyes.

"DON'T YOU DARE, ANDERSON!" I screamed, racing up the stairs with him close behind.

I ran into my room and grabbed my dia-JOURNAL off of my nightstand and attempted to hide in my closet, but was tackled by a certain brunette. He tickled me and wouldn't let me go until the journal flew from my hands. He ran to pick it up and was about to open it when I screamed.

"WAIT! Jack. If you open that book I swear I will never talk to you again. Please. Hand me my book now. Do you want to keep you're best friend, or read my journal?" I pleaded desperetly.

"Hmm...I think you need to earn your diary back. Let's start with you admitting you have a crush on me!" He teased, holding the book behind his back.

"JACKIE!" I whined/yelled like a little kid.

"KIMMY!" He mocked me.

"Okay. If I admit I have a crush on you...can I have my book back?" I asked, making sure I wouldn't have to do anything else.

"Yup!"

"Okay...Jack," I started as I slowly stepped closer to him, "I...Have," Step...Step...Step...I was only a step away from him, "a crush on...," I took one more step, wrapping my arms around his waist. I swiftly grabbed my book from his grasp and slide between his arms as he tried to catch me again. I ran down the stairs and hid the book behind the couch before he came barroling down the stairs.

"That's cruel Kimmy. That's just cruel."

"Nobody ever said I was nice" I smiled.

That's chapter 2. Could've been longer, but next chapter is the last one and I want to have a lot to right. Plus I think this is really cute. Hope you agree!

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