7th April 2012: First EntryA Chapter by Aehr7th April, 2012 Dearest Iris, Hi, I’m Destiny. I mean, my name’s Destiny. Destiny Wood. I study in ninth grade. I mean, well... not really. I’ll be studying in 9th grade from tomorrow. I got you under weird circumstances… and… well… I’ll tell you how everything started. A few days ago, I was just browsing through Mom’s cupboard, actually cleaning it. I was arranging her books and stuff, and was planning to give her a surprise when she got home. So, there was this huge pile of old classics like ‘Gone With The Wind’ and stuff by Charles Dickens and Thomas Hardy and Georgia Heyer. No wait… its Georgette Heyer. Yea, so it was quite a huge pile and I was just taking it out to dust the shelf when one of the books toppled, followed by another one, then another one, and eventually, the whole pile came crashing down the floor, with this huge cloud of dust, and me coughing like crazies. So, when I bent down to pick the whole pile and rearrange it again, I was cursing myself for even thinking about cleaning up Mom’s cupboard. She was never very prim and proper. Ever. But she had been going on and on about cleaning the bookshelves, and today, I was bored and free, so I decided to make myself useful. Browsing through the books, I found this old, tattered journal, which must have belonged to Mom, because there was her name written on the cover. Now, I know it’s not right to read someone else’s journal, but all I did was peek at the date. 14th February, 1989. Wow, Mom had kept this diary from so long! I closed the diary and kept it in the shelf. That little incident made me think a bit. My English teacher, Mrs. Grey says that I have writing potential. She says that I should focus a bit on my writing, and she also told that to Mom, during the Parents-Teachers Meeting. She once told me to start writing a journal, but I didn’t have the time back then, and well… I forgot. That thought came to me again today. And I made up my mind: I was going to start writing a journal. I didn’t tell Mom that I had a look at her diary. But it isn’t like I’ve committed a sin or something. Right? I’m a monotheist. It’ll be better if you know that. So, anyways, I went to my nearest stationary store, and I made my decision the moment my eyes fell on you. I mean, the guy/girl who designed your cover certainly has some sense of design. I mean, purple with blue is so awesome! You’re amazing girl! So that’s pretty much how I got you. Now comes the time to name you. I’ll call you… iris. Yea, you’re Iris, my new friend. Suits your personality, you know. Now, here’s the BFF promise. Keep my secrets safe!!!: So here’s to the gossip we talk The secrets we keep in locks The boys we stalk The laughter we can’t stop The gossip we spill The look that would kill We will always stay together Because we’re best friends forever! This is our BFF code, you know... me and my friends… we made this promise, four years ago. So I’ll tell you some things about me.
I live in Today was exciting. Mom brought us new stationery for school, and new bags too. I talked to my friend Rose about tomorrow, and as usual, she brought up a topic which she ALWAYS brings up. Jacob. She always has to bring up Jacob Dawson, one of my best peers. Jacob and I have been friends since Kindergarten, even before I met Rose, or Claire, or Sophie. Now, a few weeks before school closed, there was a rumor about Jacob liking me. And... the rumors turned out to be true. That, I clarified with him myself. Another truth was, that I liked him back. A lot. But I didn’t want any complications in my life at that point of time. I wanted to live, and enjoy my teenage years, but wanted to be with him too. So, we promised we would start dating each other from 10th grade. It sounds stupid, crazy too, I know but it is like that. People think we’re in a relationship right now. That’s almost true. Because the way we walk, the way we talk… it just seems to be like that, but it isn’t. I mean, sometimes what’s true doesn’t seem to be true, but what’s not true seems to be true because in the eyes of others, the truth is not the truth, but what’s not the truth is the truth. Right? So, tomorrow’s my first day in ninth grade. I’m so excited!! And, well a bit scared too. I’m just hoping everything goes fine. It might turn out to be the best or the worst day of my life. I might make and impression, or maybe suffer humiliation (Hey, that rhymed!) *Sigh*. Wish me luck! Forever and Always Destiny © 2012 AehrAuthor's Note
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