So. How was your day? Haha. First off, I want to thank everyone who reviewed! You guys are awesome, and I wish I could give you all cookies! Haha. Hope you like this chapter!

-Niki-

The next day at school, Mitchie rushed through the opening gates. It was windy that day, which only made her worry even more. "Please be there." She murmured to herself. She swiftly turned to corners so that she was facing the quad. Mitchie closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. Yesterday she had dropped her notebook, and left without it. She briskly walked to the bench, and sighed with relief that on the floor, was her familiar blue and green striped notebook. With a trembly hand, she reached for it, and held it to her chest. She couldn't imagine what she would do if someone were to read the contents inside. "Thank. Goodness." She whispered to herself. Mitchie sat down on the bench, wanting to compose herself. After all, she had a bit before school started. She opened the notebook, and skimmed the pages that held her secrets and feelings. She froze when she saw handwriting that didn't belong to her.

"Oh no." She said to herself.

As she read it, she felt a mix of emotions go through her. Anger. Curiosity. And oddly, comfort, knowing she wasn't alone in the situation with her parents. Mitchie dug through her messenger bag, to retrieve a pen.

December 4, 2008

Its Mitchie.

Okay, first of all, reading someone else's things, is not only wrong, but a huge invasion of privacy. Second of all, we don't know each other, so why would you possibly want to write in MY notebook? Thirdly, I have no idea why I'm writing to you! I mean what are the chance's you'll pick this up again?

Tell me one thing. Honestly, your not some creepy phsyco are you?

Are you kidding me? Being by yourself totally sucks. No one to talk to. No one to be with. Nothing. It's like your in your own little bubble and your isolated from the world. You think that would be nice? Wow. It sounds like you have a pretty hectic life. The weird thing is, I don't even know you, and I'd switch lives with you in a heartbeat. Being alone is no fun. You know how everyone who has a sibling, is always complaining how horrible it is? I'm to the point where I WANT a sibling. Yes, my life is that lonely. Go ahead, laugh. It's what everyone else does.

Great. The bell rang. Time for killers class. Yikes.

Mitchie closed the notebook, and placed the notebook under the bench. She felt silly, but wanted to see what would happen. "Geez. Am I really this desperate to make a friend?" She asked herself, then got up from the bench and walked to class.

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Nate pulled a typical move, and asked for the bathroom pass, five minutes into the first class of the day. "Make it quick, Mr. Grey." Mrs. Nelson said.

"I'll be back before you can say Nate is a stud muffin," He said. She smiled and he walked out the door. "Three million times." He said.

He was walking to the bench where the notebook was yesterday, when he noticed that the December weather was kicking in. Nate zipped up the zipper on his brown leather jacket. Once he got to his destination, he smiled when he saw the notebook on the floor. Of coarse he didn't know if it was still there from yesterday, or if she had placed it their again. "Only one way to find out." He talked to himself, and picked up the notebook. Nate chuckled when he read the latest update. He pulled a black pen out of his back pocket and started writing.

December 4, 2008

Its Nate.

Chill, Mitchie. Its not like I'm going to show our conversations to the whole school. I know we don't know each other, thats what makes this interesting. Have you ever heard of a thing called meeting new people? Well the chances are very good. I'm a 15 year old guy who has nothing better to do.

Haha. No I'm not a phsyco. Unless you like that sort of thing...I'm kidding.

Call Me crazy, but your life seems a whole lot better then Mine. I WANT to be alone. I'd PAY to be alone. Same here. Wanna switch? Wait wait wait. You want siblings? You are crazy. I have two older ones and they drive me crazy. One's 18, his name is Shane. The other is 20, and his name is Jason. They drive me off the edge. Shane thinks the whole world revolves around him, and Jason is always on the bright side. Siblings suck.

So you have no siblings at all? Ah, the glorious life. I take it its you and your parents at home? Oh, hows the situation with your parents going? Better I hope.

Ouch. You have Kilear (Love the nick name Killer, by the way) first period? That sucks.

Well, I should go. Mrs. Nelson probably got to three million already.

Nate shut the book, and placed it under the bench. He smiled, and made his way back to first period. "Later Mitchie." He said into the empty halls.

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