August 21, Thursday
Dear Diary,
I’ve just arrived home after three hours of training and an hour of watching (in hiding) the glee club practice. I couldn’t get caught by my teammates lurking around the auditorium and watching the glee club practice. If they did, I’m sure my title as team captain would be revoked.
I’m exhausted but I couldn’t wash the smile offmy face as I conjure the image of Amie standing at the middle of the stage practicing her solo part of Story of My Life- the way she cutely opens her mouth and how she always fidgets with her glasses or pulls at the hem of her checkered polo showing how nervous she was which only made her even more adorable. But when she started singing, her voice simply took me to an entirely different realm, so serene and beautiful, I caught myself at the farthest corner at the back of the auditorium closing my eyes and smiling. My heart was doing these somersaults as I drank in her amazing voice. It was a feeling like no other.
I ran ahead of the glee club right before they were dismissed by Ms. Velasco. I ran straight to the front gate of the university and bought fried peanuts from the vendor by the guard house. I started popping them to my mouth, taking my time and acting as if I had been standing there for a long time already because at my peripheral, I could see Amie coming. I started walking towards the gate at the same time Amie passed by the peanut cart that I “accidentally” hit her elbow. It was funny because she did not drop her books when I hit her. She only did when she looked up and saw that it was me who accidentally hit her.
For the first time, I saw a hint of nervousness from her smile when I was helping her pick her books up, especially when I “accidentally” touched her hand when we were picking up the same book. I swear I saw a look of confusion in her eyes when she looked at me and then suddenly she said, “I forgot something at the auditorium.” And before I could tell her to wait up so I could tag along, she ran so fast without looking back. I tried to wait up for a little while till she came back but it was taking her so long, I thought maybe she used the back gate, so, I decided to go home.
AJ, if you wrote that yourself, please bow and receive a standing ovation. 🙂
Omg, Birch. You are too sweet. I did write it myself but I don’t think I deserve a standing ovation for it. haha
Haha, omg! I did write this myself, Birch but I don’t think this deserves a standing ovation. If you’ll scroll back through my old posts, you’ll see Part one by, Jake’s first entry and part two, Amanda’s first entry. This would be Jake’s second diary entry. Thank you for taking time to read this my friend. ❤
Aww cute!! You’re really talented! Can’t wait to read next 🙂
Aw, that’s the nicest thing to say, Dee! Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. ❤
Great job AJ! Keep writing =)
Lol. Thank you so much, Tom. I think you would better appreciate this when you’ve read the first part. Hehe
I’m getting excited with this story, Aj. You are so talented, I love your writing. I agree with Birch. You deserve an applause and standing ovation, indeed.
Lol! I honestly have no idea where to go from here, Ate Claire but thank you so much for the endless support. You are sooo the best. Honestly though, I just get inspiration from your writing skills. hehe. ❤
Aj, I think you are even better than me. I am more inspired now because of you 🙂
Na-uh! Let’s not do this, Ate Claire. haha. How about we just settle with we motivate and inspire each other?! ❤
very well then… 🙂 love you!!!
Love you too, Ate. hehe ❤