9-17-13
I have no idea how this idiot changed, but he did.
"Kevin. Ms. McComb wants you." Jake came in.
"Well tell we she can come here." He snapped.
"I have to sit with that today. Great." I mumbled.
Though his angry state was kinda hot. A change from really over-excited.
Then again when it's me on the other side, the one he's mad at, it scares me.
Kevin angry in general frightens me.
In a hot way...does that make sense?
Not sure..
"Hey! Cranky pants!" Ms. McComb called Kevin.
Oh... Shit just got real.
"I'm not cranky it's just-" "I don't care. come ere." she cut him off.
He sighed and followed her out.
Why the hell does he look so different? So...hot?!
Like had a bad-boy-Harry-Styles look going on his features.
His outfit was a whole other story with camp shorts and a long sleeved -pushed up- shirt.
Maybe it's the shirt? The shirt is hot...
He came back in, grumbling to himself.
I looked at him again, hoping to find something.
"Ugh I think I lost my notes." he sighed.
I looked him over.
Oh. My. Louis. Tomlinson.
He was wearing a necklace.
Not a fit-in. A real necklace! Chain and all!
Holy Zayn Malik I'm going to die.
I focused my sight on my notebook and caught my breath.
Yes.
That simple freaking necklace took my breath away.
Kevin never wore necklaces.
I so desperately wanted to know what it was.
I tried to focus.
"I have your notes!" Dylan laughed, holding up Kevin's notes.
"Oh."
I looked over to Kevin, with now wide eyes.
A cross.
His necklace was a cross.
Like Harry freaking Styles.
Just leave me here to freak out.
Yeah...that works.
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9-20-13
I blasted the song 'Miss Movin' On' by Fifth Harmony for the millionth time.
"Iâm breaking down gonna start from scratch
Shake it off like an etch a sketch
My lips are saying goodbye
My eyes are finally dry
Iâm not the way that I used to be
I took the record off repeat
You kill me but I survived
Now Iâm coming alive"
I really needed to move on from Kevin and stop being  so cautious because of Nick.
"Iâll never be that girl again
No ooh ohh
Iâll never be that girl again
No ooh ohh
My innocence is wearing thin
But my heart is growing strong
So call me
Call me
Call me
Miss movinâ on
Ohh ohh ohh
Miss movinâ on
Ohh ohh ohh"
Yep. Moving on!
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Movies!
I cannot  belive the 1D3D movie came to my small town! Worth the almost a month wait! I'm crying and I'm not even in yet.
I clutched my cousin's hand and walked down the aisle.
"Hey!" Ashe came up to me.
"Hi!" I pulled her in for a hug.
"You gunna sit with me?" I asked.
"Yeah! Stupid Jacob ditched me so I brought Patrick." She ranted, planting herself next to me.
"Be right back." The guy said.
"hey...who is that?" I asked.
"Him? Oh that's Patrick."
"Does he go to school here?"
"He's homeschooled."
Course he is.
Give me a break...he's cute!
Have you seen the cover for 'A Unique Kind of Love'? Like him but a quiff and a smile.
(Pic to right)
And better cheek bones.
"Oh." I said in dissapointment.
Right as Patrick sat down, I kicked my soda over.
Smooth Selena. He'll like you  now.
I bent down to pick it up and banged my head on the seat in front of me.
"Oh  shi-" I cut myself off realizing my 8-year old little cousin was here with me.
"Are you okay?" Patrick asked.
"Yeah um...ow. Just banged my head on the seat I'm fine." I shooed him off.
I rubbed my head.
That hurt like a bitch.
Doesn't help that the seats are mental.
"Slight concussion but I'll be fine." I laughed to Ashe.
She shook her head at me, laughing.
"I get banged up all the time. I'm just awkward." Patrick laughed.
"You wanna talk about awkward?" I said rhetorically.
I have not been here five minutes and I hurt myself in front of a cute guy.
"Do I have a bump?" I winced to Ashe.
She shook her head.
Patrick kept looking me over.
Well Ashe could've mentioned her friend was cute!
I'm over here in an old jacket I made a year ago to say One Direction on the butt, jeans that were too big around the thighs, and a tee shirt. My hair was in a frizzy ponytail and twisted back bangs.
With slight eyeliner and no other make-up, including my chin makeup. From when I busted my chin open.
In overall...I'm screaming attractive.
Great.
"I want chocolate." Ashe said.
She stood up to go.
"I'll scoot." Patrick said, standing up.
Scoot as in sit next to me.
His eyes met mine for a second.
"I'll go." He nodded and walked out of the isle.
Oh...that's what he said. Oh well.
"He's cute huh?" I whispered to my cousin.
She giggled at me.
Ashe came back before Patrick.
"Dude! He's cute." I whispered to her.
"I know right? I used to have a crush on him. Like bad." She laughed.
"I see why." I bit my lip.
Gosh this guy i wanted.
* Â * Â *
I jumped up with Jade and started dancing One Direction moves with her in the aisle.
Yeah. Jade was here.
I miss her so much!
I laughed and sat down again after realizing i probably looked bad.
We all walked out.
Emily (A senior), Bonnie (Hyperactive ball of sunshine a year older than me that is now a Directioner because of the movie), Ashe, Patrick, me, and my cousin.
Ashe wrapped her arms around Bonnie, leaving me standing side by side with Patrick, laughing away at Ashe.
"That was so amazing like I can't even." I shook my head.
I learned that Patrick liked One Direction on his own.
Which screamed TURN ON!
Kevin wasn't crazy about One Direction..
"The whole time I was like why is he doing that? I'm a terrible Directioner." He told me.
I'll admit, he didn't exactly scream straight.
I asked though, and he is.
He didn't dress much like it though.
But who cares.
I actually got mad at Kevin for that on Wednesday.
He hates gay people. He says something wrong with them. Nothing's wrong with them. They can't help who they love. They were born that way.
Besides...he goes around grabbing Dylan all the time so he shouldn't be talking.
And my best friend is bisexual. So screw off dude.
"That's what we call a Directionater. We've gotta get you out of that. We need twenty-four hours, a computer, twitter, and instagram." I laughed.
And fanfictions but... never mind.
"I didn't get when that girl was in pajamas?" He said confused.
"The carrot suit girl?" Ashe and I said simultaneously.
"No. Why was she in that anyways?" He asked.
Jesus help him.
If we go out... I can teach him about One Direction while we makeout on his bed and oh my god Selena stop with the fanfiction moment.
"You've never seen the video diaries?" I gawked.
He shook his head.
"We have a long way to go." I laughed.
He smiled at me.
I saw my aunt pull up.
Awe. I want to stay and talk with Patrick!
"Okay we'll that's us. Thanks! I had so much fun we so have to do it again." I hugged Ashe.
i was debating on hugging Patrick but decided better not.
He almost stuck out his hand before stuffing it back in his pocket.
"Nice to meet you." I smiled and walked away.
Him, I wanted.
He didn't care when I fangirled. He likes One Direction. He offered me a Twix earlier! I think I'm in love.
Haha just kidding. But seriously I wanted him.
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I went home and Facebooked him...is that weird?
Stalker status? Oh well.
He is cuter in person. His pictures look awkward and odd.
No quiff... I liked his quiff.
'Ashe' was trying to think of ways to get us to hang  out because I told her I liked him lol.
I wish you guys could hear his last name! I've never heard anything like it! Sounds french or british or something like oh my god I love it!
Guess I really am moving on xD
Good to be back guys(:
-Shyanne xx.