Chapter 4 - Entry 4

Dear Diary,

Once again I failed to pay attention. It’s just that English class is

so boring! It’s hard to pay attention! You mix the monotone teacher with the

boring Nathaniel Hawthorne….that’s not a pretty picture…or an interesting one at

that. Well, I do have good news though. That essay that was due, I squeezed by

with a B minus. Not too shabby if I do say so myself. So once again, I was

walking with Leigh and once again all I could hear was “new guy this” and “new

guy that.” I kept thinking to myself, “Seriously you have to pay attention to

things a little more often.” Just when I thought of that, Leigh told me the same

thing. She is always in my head, it’s really strange. Well, anyways lunch time

comes around and I was starving cuz I woke up late this morning and didn’t have

anything to eat for breakfast. So I’m sitting there with Leigh and few of my

other friends just eating my sandwich and I look over to my left. Sitting there

was the perfect image of a guy. He was reading a novel while taking bites out of

a bright red apple. The afternoon sun painted the perfect reflection of

brilliance in his figure. I couldn’t help but stare. He glanced up from his

book for a moment and glimpsed in my direction. He gave a slight wave just by

simply raising his hand. He smiled and I could feel myself becoming redder by

the second, butterflies were literally swirling around in my stomach. That’s

when reality hit. One of the kids in the middle of the courtyard threw a

hackysack at another person, but his aim was a little off. And of course with my

luck it smacks me right in the back of the head. At that exact moment I turned

around to see who had thrown it and my hand just grazed my soda can just enough

for it to spill right in my lap. What luck I have… I glanced over at the guy. He

had a slight smile on his face and he put his hand over his mouth as he giggled

a little bit out of pity. I returned the slight smile with another diminutive

grin. He then reached into his lunch bag and pulled out a few napkins. He walked

over and gave them to me. I looked up at him and said, “Thanks.” And I knew that

my face was bright red. I couldn’t help blushing. He just gave a quick nod,

turned around, picked his book up and started walking towards class because the

bell had just rang. When we were walking to class I turned to Leigh and asked if

he was the new guy everyone was talking about. She only laughed so I figured it

was him. She said his name was Jake Hartley. All day, the only thing on my mind

was him, his flawless smile, his radiant locks of golden perfection shimmering

in the sparkling sun. Awhh…*sigh*…Well, goodnight diary…sweet dreams…I know mine

will be sweet!

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