Dear Diary

Dear Diary,
There's just something about him. It's not good. I don't know if I can trust him. He's a player! Justin fucking Bieber likes me. And he's a player. Ughh, I'm just afraid to get hurt. I don't want to go down that road...


1. September 20th, 2013 (He likes me?)

     Dear Diary,

  Okay so you won't believe me. So much has happened, but let me begin by what's really been bothering me today. Justin fucking Bieber likes me. I don't know why I should feel so special, I mean, he has liked probably every girl in the school.

  Well, when I first met him like a week ago, he was... cute. I liked him. But then Vanessa told me they were dating. So, I decided to forget about him. Vanessa and I started getting closer and two days ago she told me they broke up. I was her only shoulder to cry on and that's how we became best friends.

 Anyways, today I figure out that he likes me and I rejected him like 4 times because he asked me to be his girlfriend.

1. We only JUST met.

2. He asked me out through TEXT. TEXT. Idiot...

3. My now new best friend used to date him.

  On the other hand, this is the first guy that asks me out. I kinda like him, but I can't tell anyone that. Anyway, if I say yes, it's only ganna last one week. Guaranteed. I'm too experienced with this. I bet this is ganna be the "new drama" on Monday. Ugh, I hate drama.

  I just don't get it, why me? There are-

  "Natalie! Dinner is ready!" My mom called from down stairs.

  I sighed and put my pen down and sandwich it between my current page. I put my diary under the mattress and walked lazily down the stairs.

  "Hey, stranger," I spoke to my mom as I gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

  "Hi...? Why do you look so down?"

  "A boy." My sister said as I almost stabbed her in the eye with my fork for her stupid big mouth. I waved my hand in the air exasperated which means "just don't ask." She kept on looking at me with her worried eyes. I grabbed my plate and walked right back upstairs. I don't feel like dealing with their bullshit right now.

  I sat on my bed and plugged in my earphones as "Jar of Hearts" by Christina Perri came on. How ironic. I ate my plate in double time considering how hungry I was. I stared into space thinking. I just don't understand. What's so special about me? Then a flashback came to my mind to when I bent over to pick something up from the floor and when I go turn back around, Justin and Ryan are staring straight at my ass. Ahhh. That makes so much more sense!

  As reality hits me, I suddenly grow furious. Wow, what a douche bag. I actually thought I was like-able for just a second.

  I viciously reach for my dairy and almost trip. I continue to write.

  I just don't get it, why me? There are so many other prettier girls than me. I just hate it. It frustrates me. Why does he even want to get in a relationship so fast? Girlfriend? No. Get to know me bruh. He's stupid that's what he is. He just wants me for my butt. Now that I think about it, all the texts today show clear pure bullshit.

  Oh. My. God. I'm stupid. I'm the idiot over thinking this. Get over it, Natalie!

  I just have a bad feeling about him. I barely even know him and I've already gotten a bad vibe. I just really hope I don't get hurt. I don't want to go down that road...

         Yours Truly,


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