Recap:
I bent to pick it up, was about to close the book and planned to put it together nicely with the album until I glanced and noticed the words, 'Cody' and 'Moose' being mentioned a few times on the page. It was Bailey's handwriting. I placed a finger on the page to keep it bookmarked and flipped to the front:
This is the property of Bailey Pickett. My Diary.
Chapter 6
Bailey's diary. I flipped back to my finger. No I shouldn't be reading this, Bailey trusts me and I need to respect her privacy. Sadly I was lured by the devil that spoke in my head, come on, it's just a little peek. Bailey doesn't have to know. I fell for it just like that.
22nd April 2010
It has been quite a fruitful day today at rehearsals. I did my lines well and my director even praised me for making the rehearsal a smooth journey today. Moose's lines didn't go so well, he needs more practice and she said I need to work with him on it.
It was great that Cody came by to support me today. In fact, he's here rain or shine, on days he doesn't have towel duty. Each time I felt nervous on stage, I will look at the audience and he will be seated right at the back, smiling and giving me a thumb up. It really calms my nerves and makes me more confident. What will I do without him? (smiley face)
I smiled as I read that paragraph. See reading it wasn't half bad was it, now it makes you happy and you know how Bailey feels about it too, the devil in me edges me on.
No, that's enough Cody. You should stop here. Reading further will not benefit you. Bailey may be back any moment! My conscience finally spoke up but it was too late as I have continued reading on.
Cody had decathlon prep today till rather late so he couldn't have dinner with me, so as I sat at the canteen having my meal and Moose came by to chat. At first I really did have my guard up, I was worried that he might try to get us back together, or ask me to go back to Kettlecorn again. Instead, he proved me wrong. He shared stories from home since I've left, both from my family and the town. Chatting with him never felt more comfortable that at some point I might have seen the side of Moose that I kind of enjoyed when we were together. Flashbacks began flooding my memory, and I really missed the simpler times back in Kettlecorn, not everything was about school, competition or work. It was just freedom in the farm every day. When Moose was talking, I felt lost in his story, and I might have starred at his eyes for too long. I should have known he always had dreamy eyes, which was why I fell for him from the beginning, other than growing up together. For a moment there, I forgot about Cody and all I could think of was Moose. I felt really ashamed of myself after that.
I paused at that paragraph, letting my hand relax on the table, the book resting on the album again. I closed my eyes and the first image that popped up was Bailey riding a horse on a farm, I smiled at the image of her being so carefree. The next moment, another horse rode beside her and it was Moose. He grinned at her and Bailey giggled, giving him a hug and a peck on the cheek from across her horse.
I snapped my eyes open when I heard the door open.
"Cody? What are doing in my room? Where's London?" Bailey smiled at me.
"How do you feel now that Moose is on the ship and that you're spending so much time with him?" I didn't reply her previous question as I shot her one.
Bailey approached me with a questioning look on her face, worried once again that the jealousy phase is back on.
I held up her diary, "For a moment there, I forgot about Cody and all I could think of was Moose," I read aloud.
Put the diary down you idiot, the angel in me shouted.
No, say what you really mean. How can she do this to you? The devil won again.
"Is that what I think it is? My diary?" Bailey was fuming, "How dare you read my diary! It's personal!" She snatched her diary out of my grasp.
"It was lying on the table. If I didn't, I wouldn't have known how you felt about Moose! How can you do this to me, Bailey?" I questioned again.
"Me? This is my fault that you read my diary? I trusted you Cody, and you invaded my privacy," Bailey was in a mix of anger and disappointment.
Bailey could tell I was not listening to her unless she talked about the Moose incident. She was close to tears as she flipped the pages of her diary and began reading:
25th April 2010
I was wrong. I never saw Moose the same way as I did when I was a kid. Then, I was young and naïve, Moose was the town's future boy hero, the mayor of Kettlecorn but he never understood me. I wanted to pursue adventure, but he liked the old tradition and safe routes. I like butter corn and he like them plain. When I wanted to continue with high school, he thought I was being silly and told me to stay home and master in cooking, he wants good meals from his wife in future. I remember getting really mad at him. Moose being on board now, sharing the wonderful stories just makes me miss Kettlecorn, not the memories we had together. That's over, it ended. I'm glad I didn't let me emotions get over me and make the wrong mistake again.
Cody is my everything now and he will always be. I trust him with my whole life. I can't wait till he's out from decathlon prep, every minute away from him seems like days. I miss my boyfriend. Maybe I can stand outside the classroom and see if I can take a peep at him. He's really cute when he's all over science. Recently he even read up on Shakespeare just to impress me, how cute is that?
Bailey read the last line, slammed her diary and left it on her desk.
"You've already read one post, and I've read you one. Go ahead and read more then," tears started flowing from her eyes as she ran out of the room.
