The Love Bet: Part 7 ♥

The Love Bet; Part 7
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'MR. Hermit, you better be faking that you're reading this because I've already said more than i should. I hate you for giving us this assignment.

Do you think she notices me though? I mean like, you're old and all, but you should have some experience, unless you were ugly looking when you were younger too. You must have dated a few times, so do you think she notices me? She started to let her hair down around him, and wear contacts. It makes her looks so different, if only she knew the truth. I'd tell you, Mr. Hermit, about it, but it is against the rules, and I still hate you,' the boy wrote as he had a dreamy far off look on his face. He hated the assignment, and he was admitting that he liked her. He closed the diary and chucked it into his bag.

Mariete walked slowly, trailing behind Helena jsut so Helena would see some of the tears that trickled down her face. 'Why is she so oblivious?' MAriete wondered. 'All the hins she needs are right there.' Then they walked into the office.

The office was sleek and high tech, a black leather couch leaned against the wall and in front of it a glass table. A smooth black table with a desktop on it was powered on. There was a white bookcase lined with books, and there were fern plants in serveral corners of the room. A beige carpet lined the area between the glass table and the desk. The principal tied her red hair back and sat at the leather chair at the table.

"Why were you cutting class?" the principal questioned.
"I didn't wanna go to class," Helena shrugged.
"I got lost," Mariete mumbled.
"Helena, you will be suspended or even worse, expelled, if you keep cutting classes, as for you Ms.-" the principal started.
"I'm Mariete Welsh," MAriete offered.
"Ms. Welsh, i never want to see you in hallways after the late bell ringsever again. Helena you have detention with me for the next three weeks," the prinicpal said coldly as she pushed up the big black glasses.
"Yes Principal Harpy," MAriete sighed.
"Whatever," Helena snorted as she slouched a bit more and rolled her eyes.

The Next Day...

"Sometimes, out my window,
I noticed that you've been crying over him,
And i wonder,
Why you just don't,
Kick him to the curb instead of giving in,
You say,
Love at first is summertime,
that's when that everything's fine,
no one ever thinks that it's gonna end,
When things go wrong,
And winter comes,
You're gonna need to run to someone,
Left alone you'll just freeze up again,
Well you should know,
When it gets too cold,
You're not alone,
I'll melt the snow," a voice sang as Mariete walked down the halls early in the morning to hide in the library before classes started.

Mariete wondered about the music and turned around slowly. She followed the sound of the music and turned a corner to hear the music come from the band room. She opened the door a tiny bit just so she could see who was there. As she squinted to see, she couldn't make out the figure there. She opened the door a tiny bit more.

"IS there someone at the door?" a voice asked.

MAriete turned on her white converse hightops and ran. She fled to the library where she scrambled up the ladder to read the diaries. She had read a few more entries of this person's diary after school. She was intrigued. Who could this mystery girl be? And why couldn't he say what he wanted to say?

'This diary thing sucks, didn't you know that?'

That was the end of an entry. MAriete glanced at the date and noticed the date for the first time. The date on it was the day after she left. THe diaries must've beem there for about a year, or so. THe diaries must've been from MR. Hermit's ELA class. MAriete had Ms. Gameze for ELA in that year. She closed the book shut and checked her watch. There was twenty more minutes. MAriete grabbed her bag and started to leave the library and towards her locker.
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Song is MElt the Snow sung by Shayne Ward
Used to be my favv song :D