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Kyla

Age: 17

Ty

Age: 22

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Dear dumb diary….

Tomorrow is the first day of Year 12 and I’m absolutely dreading it...

Why you might ask?

Because I’m done….

I’m done being the popular girl that is dating the captain of the football team, who he treats like I don’t have two brain cells to rub together.

IT IS ALL FAKE….

Let’s be honest, I’m only popular because Jake Hollows decided at the beginning of last year that he wanted to date a ‘nobody’, that would be me. At the time, I was so caught up in the excitement of dating Jake, every girl wanted him, and every guy wanted to be his mate. But by the end of the school year, I hated it.

I just want things to go back to how they were before Jake. Back when I was the top student in all my class (except music, fcuk I hate music), when I had friends who actually cared about me and were not my friends because of Jake, back to when I could just stay in on a Friday night and read a book or binge watch Gossip Girl for the hundredth time.

I know what you are thinking, you judgemental fucking diary…

Because I can’t! Let me remind you about ‘Anna Lawrie’ shall I. She had been dating Jake for nearly 2 years before she decided he was a dcik and broke up with him.

Well it turns out Jake doesn’t take too kindly to being dumped, so he and his merry band of dcikheads decided to make her life hell. Name-calling, spreading unflattering rumours about her (particularly around how poor she was in the sack) until she begged her parents to send her to another school nearly 2 hours away.

Yeah…I think I will pass on all that shit thanks. I will continue to play the perfect girlfriend who dotes on Jake. I will continue to let him fcuk me (fingers crossed he slept with someone who actually showed him how to make a girl come), plus it only lasts 5 minutes at best and it is like I’m being fucked by the energiser bunny…so fucking gross!

I will be changing a couple of things this year…

I will be the top student of my classes again; I really want to get into University to study Law and no way am I going to fcuk that up over Jake Holland.

I will spend more time with my ACTUAL friends…Kara and Helena. They’ve been my friends since forever but the initial excitement of dating Jake, I become a shit human and neglected them. I have spent the last 6 weeks of the Summer break pleading and grovelling for them to forgive me….and they did thank god.

And lastly…I will have fun! No more wallowing in my shit decisions to date Jake, what done is done. I’m going to take life by the balls and enjoy every minute of it!

This is my promise to you…because I know you will make me keep it.

Love Kyla

I close the screen on my laptop and lay back on my bed, trying to plan how my day will go tomorrow. I got my class schedule from the school and thank god I don’t have any classes with Jake, so I only have to deal with him before school and lunch. Lucky, he has footy training every afternoon, which gives me a break.

I say out loud to myself. Next, I hear a knock on my door and start to see it open slowly.

My Mum says entering my room with a basket of clean laundry.

She laughs at me before tipping the clean laundry from the basket all over me.

I yell at her before bursting into laughter. I love my Mum, so much. She is truly my best friend, my confidant and probably knows too much about my life. She pushes the laundry over and lays next to me.

I lay staring at the ceiling.

I sigh returning my stare back to the ceiling

I turn on my side to face my Mum and she follows suit.

I say it with a smile and my Mum shakes her head laughing. She then proceeds to pull herself out of my bed. She looks down at me and says in a motherly tone.

I laugh so fucking loud at my Mum’s crass comment. This is what I mean, I tell her everything. I look at my Mum and show her both my hands with my fingers crossed. She laughs at me as she heads to the door.

She says closing the door. I roll my eyes at her comment, my Sister Amelia, or should I say Her Royal Fucking Highness, she is the biggest Btich. She expects everything to be handed to her with minimal effort.

She normally doesn’t come home from University over the holidays, but she just broke up with her boyfriend and was so heartbroken, she needed to come home…yeah right. First night home and she fucked two guys in her room, while Mum and Dad were out of town.

I roll out of bed and head to my dresser. I look at the window and notice a furniture removal truck at the front of my neighbour’s house. I lean over and try and see if I can see anyone in the front yard, but nothing.

My bedroom window looks straight into the main bedroom, which is very inconvenient as it means I have to have the blinds drawn when I’m in my room otherwise they can see everything and vice versa.

I throw on a pair of short shorts over my undies, but I don’t throw a shirt on, instead head out in my lacey bra-let that is barely containing my C-cup. I don’t care Amelia probably won’t even acknowledge me; I’m playing nice for Mum.

As I head down the stairs towards our living room, I start yelling out.

I walk into the living room to have 3 sets of eyes looking at me. Mum’s are accompanied by a laugh. Amelia’s, who rolls them at me before plastering on a fake smile and looking back over to our visitor.

The third set of eyes, holy fucking shit! My eyes go wide and pretty much eye fcuk him within an inch of his life. My gaze wonders this god-like creature’s face before heading south to take in every inch of his body.

I’m rudely interrupted by my btich sister making a snide fucking comment.

Ooohhh….low blow sis….low blow. She smiles sweetly at me, before turning back to the hot as fcuk man.

I pull my gaze from Ty to look at my mum and she is stifling a laugh. I see her gaze fall to my chest and that’s when I realise, I’m standing in front of this beautiful man in my fucking two sizes too small lace bra-let.

I say pulling my hands up to try and cover myself up. I see a small delicious look cross Ty’s face as he pulls his eyes from my chest. My sister rolls her eyes again and mumbles under breath.

I feel the blush on my cheeks rising as I keep my eyes on Ty. I notice he is trying so hard to keep his eyes of my tits, which makes me smile. He makes a move standing up from his seat on the couch and head towards the door, my sister follows him like the desperate slüt she is.

My sister reaches out and runs her hand down his arm, I can see him physically move his arm out of the way from her touch and I let out a laugh accidentally. I move my hand to contain my laugh but its too late, she gives me the btich stare to end all life and it makes me want to laugh more.

I look at Ty who is smirking at me. OMG….my undies are soaked; I know who I will be picturing while I pleasure myself tonight.

Ty smiles at my Mum and turns to head towards his house. My sister closes the door before turning on me to scream at me.

I look at her with my mouth open, I’m the btich, Nah ah.

Mum yells looking between us both. I look at my sister who looks like she wants me dead, I shake my heading laughing.

I look at my Mum and roll my eyes before heading up the stairs back to my bedroom. I walk in and slam my door and stand with my back against the door.

I walk over to my dresser to change out of my bra-let, I am about to take it off when I look out my window into next door and I see Ty standing at the window staring at me. It scares the shit out of me, and I jump back with a little squeal.

He laughs and I see him bite his lower lip; I can feel the blush rising and the wetness pooling in my undies. I smiled back trying to cover my tits from his roaming eyes. He laughs again and shakes his head; he then heads out of the room disappearing.

I fall to my bed and take a big breath. Holy fcuk! I want that man!