A Girl’s Diary

I was leaning backwards, closing my eyes and enjoying the sound of Ron's humming along with the sweet tunes of his guitar. It was complete bliss... Well, until he stopped. 

"Are you going to sleep?" He asked, I sat upright and was about to say no. But he spoke faster than lightening not giving me space to put one word. "This is a very serious crime that deserves punishment." He moved his guitar to the side and stood up abruptly. His eyes looking down at me with a mischievous glint. I was too focused on how his eyes reflected the light when he decided it was a good idea to push me into the lake. 

Beside being always late there was another thing I always did. Watching horror movies. And right now, I was visualizing every murder way I saw and deciding if going to prison was worth murdering him or not. 

"I'm all wet you, idiot," I screamed getting out of the lake onto the grass and trying to shake the water droplets off me. I hated getting my clothes wet just like cats hate water. 

"That was the point, Shana!" Okay, that was it. 

"Three." I raised three fingers glaring at him. 

"What are you doing?" He was confused. Good. 

"Two." I hissed. His eyes widened, I smirked at him. "One!" I lunged at him but he was already running. "Come here, you girlfriend faker," I screamed as I chased after him. God, guys that tall shouldn't be allowed to even run. We kept cashing after each other and somehow my angry shouts and barks turned into childish laughing. 

"Okay, stop stop, pleaaase." I stopped, grinning. If he declared defeat this meant I won. What exactly? I had no idea! "You're so scary, Shana." I was about to lunge at him again and beat him for calling me Shana but his eyes widened as he raised his hands up. "I call a truce!" I guffawed at him. And soon enough he was laughing too. 

done he was far from it. I was not

he got closer and took my hand, I pushed him in. Ha! That would teach him. He squealed, his voice so high pitched I didn't even understand how he hit that note. I doubled over in laughing clutching

He asked warily getting out. When I didn't

not staying in wet sticky clothes. I thanked God for the

didn't find any clothes but matching shirts and big shorts. I wasn't so happy about it but the alternative wasn't happening. Just when I thought this day couldn't

I kept asking him if we were there yet in Donkey from Shrek manner. When he finally broke down, his answer earned him a glare with a snarky response. "I just like driving at night, but it would be boring if I did it

sidekick now?" I asked in

one who I can annoy right now, you know!" He smirked knowing pretty well he would get a reaction from me. And it was too hard to pretend, I was tired of pretending. I had to be normal with at least one person for only one moment. And that was exactly what I always found myself doing with Ron. As Cinnamon getting out music from my heart, as Elena just being

great job at it you

Ron drove me home. I was in no mood to drive my own car home. So he came in handy. I

as if he was my secret alien boyfriend. I mean come on, she met the guy already. Loca could be a little trouble since she was the spy in the family, but

bad news and good

school work, Tom didn't try to respond, Aurora was nagging for me to get the album done, everyone in my family would think Ron was my boyfriend and...

need to try to list the rest; this was miserable

next Friday was?