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A/N: So, I will stick to the storyline and the actual occurrences until the finale. After which, I will focus more on the Wade/George dilemma. Then, I will most likely take a break until the second season, just to be safe in what I write as content.

Dear Diary,

It's been crazy and hectic here in Bluebell, so I haven't been able to write in over a month. I experienced a spider bite and one of Bluebell's notorious heat waves. Both incidents somehow managed to involve one Wade Kinsella.

I didn't want to lose a patient to Brick, so I went to search for the thing that bit the boy that I was treating. It was a busy day and Brick had his hands full, and I needed to prove myself. Since I don't know how to drive, even though I have my license, because I never needed to with all the public transportation (taxis), I enlisted Wade's help to find the stupid snake.

Turns out, he's not the best person to go into a creepy shed with… He scared me; I fell down and was bitten by the snake. Not only did I embarrass myself, I had to be treated by Brick Breeland. Highlight of my month—incompetent doctor of the year award goes to Zoe Hart. If it weren't for my stupid pride and necessity for survival as a GP, I could've avoided that stupid HUGE snake!

Then another bright idea struck me, to make up for the failed snake mission, I decided to enter the Gumbo Contest to gain some respect/acceptance from the Bluebell citizens (Blubellians?). Thing is, if you ask me what gumbo is, I still couldn't tell you. The plan was I just sign myself up, call my mom and get one of her famous chef friends to send down a batch. It worked perfectly, until Burt Reynolds ate the package!

With some urging from Lavon and Wade, I decided not to withdraw from the competition and to make the gumbo. I mean how hard could it possibly be? I Googled a recipe, then went grocery shopping with George (in secret… Lemon banned him from seeing me. Figures, she though I sabotaged her Founders Day parade on purpose), guided Brick through a stitching (yeah, it was pretty intense, the guy had some machine dug in his arm), and failed at making the stupid dish.

I'm pretty sure I withdrew from the competition, but somehow "my" gumbo won second place. Second to Brick, who was on his third or fourth win. I'm not really sure, I don't care, I got a medal and that was good enough for me. Afterwards, I went over to thank Lavon for pulling through, I mean, who else would help me out? Couldn't possibly be George, as if he could sneak that under Lemon Breeland's nose!

Let's just say, for a small town like Bluebell, I'm surprised how eventful my experience has been. I got to experience my first heat wave. According to Lavon and Wade, it was considered a "free pass" because it makes people do strange and freaky things. I don't really want to know what is considered freaky, but the point is, you got to do something out of the ordinary free of judgment. Now, you know me, and I play by the books. The craziest thing I've ever done in my entire life is uprooting from NYC to Bluebell, which admittedly is pretty crazy if you ask me.

Anyway, I thought about doing something crazy all day. The heat was getting to me, and believe me; I was getting hot and bothered as the day progressed. Seeing Wade swimming in the pond did not help one bit. I know I mentioned that he was hot, but his body is to die for! It was perfectly toned! And before I sound super shallow, I witnessed him singing his dad off the roof of some building while the older man was drunk which I thought was really sweet. So back to my point, Wade suddenly became really appetizing. Yes, appetizing. He's always appealing, but I just wanted to… yeah I'd like to keep my diary G-rated, just in case. Appetizing.

I put on a tight, sexy, black number and tried to be seductive when I sat on my favorite spot at the bar of the Rammer Jammer. I was so nervous, my stomach was knotted, and I totally fell off the chair. But I propositioned Wade, well more like told him I would be over after his shift to take him up on his offer. We didn't get anywhere because it started raining, breaking the heat wave. I still can't tell if I'm relieved or disappointed about the turn of events, but I guess Zoe Hart is not meant to do something crazy and wild.

Although, I did skinny dip in the pond the next morning… I guess that counts as something heat wave worthy? Wade didn't think so, but who knows what he's done!

- Zoe Hart.