𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧~

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟? 𝐏𝐭. 𝟐

I left out the door.

I put my headphones in and skated off.

Oh my god, the breeze feels so good.

I wonder what Huey and Jazmine we're doing.

I just shook it off.

I played Diamonds by Sam Smith. I don't give a fuck about what somebody says about that song, I like it.

I guess I should just go home and chill for a little. It didn't take long cause it's like right down the block.

Auntie wasn't there. She must be gone shopping or sumn. Well at least I have the house to myself cause I need to vent some stuff.

I went in, closed the door behind me and went upstairs. I gotta find my journal. I haven't wrote anything in there in so long.

I went over to my dresser to grab it but... it wasn't there.?

What?

Where is it?

I looked under my pillow, in my night stand, my bookbag, under my bed, in my computer dresser. It doesn't make sense.

Where did I put it? I almost never move it.

Maybe it's somewhere in my bathroom.

I went into my bathroom and looked under the cabinet. There it is. It was in one of my baskets. How the hell did it get there? Oh well.

I took it, sat on my bed and grabbed my pen.

"Dear Diary,

It's been a while since I wrote in here. Almost a year. Wow. Anyways, something weird has been going on with me lately. Involving Huey. I blush whenever he touches me. Whenever I'm around him, I get butterflies. I can never stop thinking about him. I know it happened like super fast, but I guess he just has that effect on me. Anyways, but yeah. So, I'll figure this out eventually. Huey, if you ever see this... I love you... I think.

- Star

I closed my journal, sat it down on my dresser and layed down.

I just scrolled through my phone and just enjoyed the silence.

5 hours later

My eyes slowly opened. My room was dark as fuck. I looked at my phone. IT'S 8:30?! HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN SLEEP?! I better head back to Huey's house.

I got up off my bed, fixed my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. Okay, I look good. I closed the door to my room and went downstairs, out the door and locked it behind me.

I skated away from my house.

If I'm being honest, I like skating at night. It's just more relaxing. It feels more free. It's something I always do whenever I feel stressed or I just feel like shit.

I still cannot fucking believe I slept for that long. I only planned to stay there for like a hour and then head back. But I guess my body had different plans.

I'm so glad they don't live far away cause whew Chile, that would be a journey. I stopped at the last street before I reached the house.

I looked both ways before I continued because bitches be acting like they Lightning McQueen like they in a race against death or sumn.

Ok it looks clear. I pushed off with my foot and went. I thought it was clear, but out of nowhere, a car was going about 90 miles per hour. I was going to get hit! I tried to get out the way but, I couldn't.

I watched as the headlights rushed towards me. Oh my god, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die. Is this really the end?

Crash!

I blacked out.

Is this really how I die?