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1 " The Average Girl

Dear Diary,

Oh, screw it. I’m a virgin"a freaking 23-year old virgin. It’s not like there’s something to be embarrassed about it, not to me at least, but the world makes it a bit hard lately.

Okay, the world makes it a scorching hell lately.

You see, my girl friends are all in a relationship. Some may be on the rocks, others are in “It’s complicated status”, but just the same. They are all in a relationship. Every. One. Of. Them. Even my bestfriend, who is much, much more conservative than me has managed to pick a guy, and a serious guy to boot! It sucks big time when I’m in their overly sweet company.

Then here’s poor me: alone and utterly miserable.  I cannot say that the sun has set and will never ever rise, but it’s still sad. May be that’s just it, I’m sad. I’m sad and pathetic because I’m currently pouring my heart out on a piece of paper using my favorite pen.

This day"I don’t know. It’s too much for me to handle. On my nightstand sits a wedding invitation. Apparently, a friend of mine got knocked up but luckily the guy loves him and finally wants to tie the knot. She had the decency and the thoughtfulness to invite me to their wedding and unknowingly, remind me of my current predicament. My cellphone is full of text messages from my supposedly bestfriend asking me to go out with her “to find the perfect dress” for their first date. What a traitor. And then, there’s my dear mom, eloping with yet another guy. The television plays a sappy romantic film and my current project is How to Escape the Friend Zone.

You see? The world is out to get me.

I must admit, I’m not one of the prettiest faces, but I’m pretty. I’m not outgoing, but I’m smart as hell. My figure is not to die for, but there’s no way I have no curves. I have a pretty decent job that pays the bills, and spoils me to death. All in all, I’m far from bad and close to good.

 Average. May be that’s what’s wrong. I’m just an average girl.

Thanks for putting up with me. Trust me. This first time will definitely be not the last. I think I am in a deep need of coping mechanism, what better way to cope than write in a non-judgmental diary. After all, it’s what I’m good at.

 

Sincerely,

The Average Girl

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Whoah. Kevin Harris took a deep breath and closed the diary. Average Girl has some issues, whoever she is. He’s been strolling on the park thinking about the best gift to give his girlfriend for her birthday when he stepped on an offending lump. The lump turned out to be a diary of some virgin psycho. Nothing gives the identity away, there’s no name (thankfully, for her!), and there better be no phone number or worse, address. And because he has nothing better to do in his perfect life"he read it.

Can’t say he regrets it. In fact, he’s quite intrigued. Average Girls seems like an intelligent and overbearing female specimen. He’ll have a good time making fun of her uhm... entries. And she sounds like she’s desperate for love.

Too bad she’s not as lucky as he is. Carefully slipping his new-found toy in his messenger bag, Kevin Harris strolled past the trees and playing children. He needs to find a perfect gift for his perfect girl. Unlike Average Girl, he’s taken, and he would like it keep it that way.

 

 

Author's Note

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[Avanthika]

wow amazing start, way to go girl