A Private Diary

Diary Entry 1

Hello once more. So you probably remember me from my last book that I refused to finish because of how old it was and how new I am now. This will still be in a type of story point of view. So if you don't know who I am, go look at my book "Five Taped Pieces" and read the first chapter or 2 introducing me. Then, come back.

Registration: August 9th, 2015.

"Mom! Mom!" I shouted across the house. I was so excited to go to registration for my first year of middle school. While My parents are registering me, I'll be meeting some new people that will join me this year in 6th grade. I got dressed up in some cute white shorts, a turquoise tank top, a pink headband with my hair down, and my galaxy vans. I was ready. "Avalon! Come on!" my mother yelled back at me while I was spraying some PINK body spray on. 1 squirt. Done!

-Earlier that day, around 9am-
INCOMING TEXT. ANNOYING GIRL DONT ANSWER
Annoying: Hey. Registration is from 7am to 8pm. I'm going at 8am. Are you going to show up?

Avalon (Me): mom said I'm already registered so no.

Annoying: They're giving out a small copy of our schedules.

Me: They will at orientations too, why do you care about me anyway?

Annoying: Whatever, I'll be making new friends anyway.

Me: K bye.

END OF TEXTING

"Annoying Girl Don't answer" is my ex-friend Taylor. In 5th grade, we became best friends. We had a small friend group, Belle, Joy, Me, Taylor, and Baylee. In the summer, Taylor separated from our friend group, because she was "tired of Baylee's drama, and had enough of being our friend." she still wanted to be my friend, because I apparently didn't do anything to her. so I tried. "You spend to much time with the others." and "You're just like them. Especially Baylee!" she would say. If you were wondering, Baylee was very different. She was a year older, and she was more into dating. She dated a few guys that year, and was into dressing a little more mature. (btw she isn't like that anymore haha). anyway, me and Taylor got into a huge fight and stopped being friends. a lot went down and we back and forth tried to be friends. it ended up in me getting really mad at her for saying all the things she said, and I just told her we are done with chances. So we stopped being friends, but occasionally she would hmu about how she was going to make new friends. I honestly couldn't care less about her bull.

-arrived at the school-
we walked into a double door building. "hello. welcome to RHMS! (Richmond Heights Middle School)" said a medium sized woman, kind of wide, with curly dark hair sitting in a security desk chair.

A/N: HIII! welcome to my new book. Hope you enjoyed this small chapter. if so comment/vote