Journal Entry #3
Dear Journal,
Things have been a lot more complicated between Benny and I ever since he broke the new to me. Yeah, we're getting married. Sure, it's a dream come true, but not in this way! I wanted him get down on one knee, hold a 10k White Gold engagement ring, and give me a long speech about how he loves me and compare us to Star Trek and Star Wars. (insert swooning) But this isn't definitely like how I imagined it!
Okay, I'm gonna go yell at my parents 'cause they're sort of ruining my life.
Love,
Alana.
Alana slammed her journal shut, frowning when Benny tried to peek over her shoulder. Making eye contact with him, she suddenly remember what Erica told her.
"Benny," she said," did you carry me to the Nurse's Office?"
"Oh, um, yeah. I couldn't leave you there, now, could I?" Benny replied, blushing only slightly," Grandma would have my head if I didn't take you now that we're fiances."
Alana nodded, feeling a bit disappointed Benny didn't do it on his own free will. Fingering her lock, Alana glanced at Benny to see him staring at her with eyebrows furrowed, lips pursed, and eyes glistening with an unfamiliar shine. Flushing, Alan returned her gaze to her journal.
"So...had a nice day?" Alana asked, sheepishly wringing her hands.
"Hm? Oh, yeah. A bit upset that my womanizing days are over," he answered, sighing woefully. Alana frowned, hurt. "But at least..." he trailed off, biting his lip and staring at Alana's saccharine pink lips. "...it'd be worth it."
Alana blushed as he leaned in, his warm breath fanning over her lips. His brown eyes searched hers for approval, but when she whispered his name, he didn't need it anymore. Pressing his lips to hers, one of his hand grasped her cheeks and the other entangled their hands together.
It was chaste and sweet. And they both liked it like that.
Dear Journal,
ADJK;SFJDKDFKLSDDJLK! I JUST SHARED MY FIRST KISS WITH BENNY!
Love,
Alana.