POV writing

Dear Diary,

This all in 3rd grade when I saw mommy and daddy kissed under the missile toe. I wondered what it was like and went to school the next day. At that time, all the kids wanted snack time, this and that, but I was very different. At that moment, I grabbed Malik Cambridge and kissed him smacked on the lips. The whole class was all like “Ewwwwww!” I thought about how I felt and in my head, I had deep thoughts. Then that same afternoon after mommy picked me up from school, I told her as soon as I got in the car that I kissed Malik. Her expression was shocked that I would even do that. Ever since then I became more in raged and was in need of boys. I needed boyfriends, let alone every guy has a girlfriend.

Today in my science notebook, I was thinking of boys that I could hook up with to maintain my rage. First, I looked at all those boys in my science class; I can’t even explain how ugly they were. The rest of the day, I had created a maybe and a want list. My classes went on and I found many maybes. Then as I was writing down the rest of my maybe list, I spotted this sexy guy in my writing class. Finally I can fill in the empty I want list. I couldn’t help but stare at his strong built figure and lick my lips. My heart was palpitating and I felt a strong urge inside saying I needed him. His seat was next to this girl who looked too much like a goody too shoes. As I kept looking at him, my teacher called on me and said,

 “What does hamlet have to do with society today?” “Don’t get smart and just answer the question.”

 “Well it involves sacrifice right, which lots of people do for their loved ones”  “very well Idiana.”

 As he continued to call on other students, I went back to staring at him. As I looked down and saw him holding this girls hand. That girl was probably doing him a favor if you know what I mean. I had nothing to worry about, he could not possibly be dating a girl like her as ugly as she is, and always dresses like she was an adult. I asked my writing partner if she knew him, she responded with a quick yes as if she has known him for a long time. What’s his name? Marks she replied with a smile stretched from cheek to cheek as if she knows him already. I come back with a follow up question how longs has he been here? She said since the beginning of school.  How could I be so blind and miss him like that? That’s not like me.  Anyway I say thanks and hear the bell ring.

I run to the front door to see if I can talk to the girl. I quickly say “Hey” “Is that your boyfriend?” I rushed into my greeting.

“The handsome one? Yep, that’s all mine” Liela responds

“Oh do you mind if we hang out?”

“You and who?”

“Your boyfriend, Mark I believe?” a smirked started to appear on my face.

“Oh, yeah I guess.”

“We are only really going to get lunch and eat at the park.” Or that’s what she thinks.

To me everyone is just a victim to all my schemes. But deep inside all I want to be is needed, and I don’t understand why people don’t need me so I result into giving what I can to feel this way. It’s just how I work until next time……

                Sincerely,

                Idiana