PROLOGUE!

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**29 January 2012

Dear Diary…

Um, how do I even start? I’ve never owned a diary before now and well… I’m not entirely sure how I’m supposed to work this thing. Well maybe introducing myself would be a good idea. Just in case anyone in the future decides to read this. Hah! Who am I kidding, who’d want to read a book about me? I’m the least popular seventeen year old at our school. Heck! I’m pretty sure only one person in the ENTIRE school (786 students) knows my name, and that would be my best friend Jay. He’s the only one who knows all of my secrets too, like how I have a crush on Todd (the most popular guy in our grade) although I know he doesn’t even know I exist. Plus he has a girlfriend… Courtney! She’s the nastiest girl I know. Well her and her two sidekicks: Holly and Polly. And for some odd reason she really doesn’t like me. I don’t know if she actually does know my name (Fae) and she just calls me things like Ray, May and some other creative things that I would rather now write down, just to irritate me.  Typical high school bully. And it’s not just the mistaking my name, oh no-no-no. Twice she ‘mistakenly’ dropped her lunch all over me. Twice! Oh and once she ‘bumped’ into me, making me fall, lose my glasses and then she ‘accidently’ stepped on them. Right before she cackled like a crow and then strutted down the hallway, Holly and Polly right behind her, tittering like little monkeys. Evil little monkeys. Anyway, that’s how I met Todd. After she had left and everyone was laughing at me as I fumbled around, trying to locate my glasses, a firm hand grabbed my own and as he helped me up he placed my glasses over my eyes. I blinked and stared up at this awesome guy who had just helped me. I gazed up into his twinkling blue eyes, half of one was covered by a lock of blonde hair, which he shook out of his face carelessly. I know, I know this sounds cheesy but it was like nothing in else in the world mattered anymore. It was just me and him. Him and me. And it was perfect. That is until little miss-lets-make-Fae’s-life-miserable stuck her head out of the nearest classroom and called for him. He yelled back that he was coming.

“You look hot without glasses.” He winked as he turned and started towards Courtney. I was so dazed. I hardly heard all the laughing, noticed all the stares and acknowledged all the mean comments. That was when best friend Jay showed up to the rescue, and gently pushed me through the crowd and outside, into the fresh air. The fresh air snapped me out of my daze and I realised that I hadn’t been dreaming. Todd Harris just told me I was hot! Me with my short, brown ‘mousy’ (according to Courtney and co) hair and high cheekbones. I wasn’t tanned and I sure as chicken soup didn’t wear all the designer clothing that all of the other girls did. It’s not that I have anything against designer wear. No, not at all! It’s just that… my parents couldn’t afford to buy all that fancy, expensive stuff. My mom and dad worked really hard just to bring in money to pay the rent and other bills, both of them sometimes working four jobs at a time! It broke my heart to see them work themselves so hard and so as soon as I heard them discussing (quietly and in the living room when I was about eleven) our moneyless state, I immediately started thinking of ways to raise money. Dog walking, car washing and even the basic lemonade stand. On another night I heard my mom crying and my dad comforting her, telling her that we would be alright and that they had enough money to send me to school for at least another year. My eleven year old self decided that I didn’t need to go to school and that I should just drop out and carry on with my very successful lemonade stand. I mean, I was earning five dollars a day now! When I decided to ask my aunt for help with the convincing my mom to let me drop out of school she sighed and said to me, “Honey, your parents want what’s best for you and dropping out of school wouldn’t make them happy. Why don’t you try get a scholarship?”

I stared up at her in confusion, “Scholarship?”

“It’s when you are very smart, like you are, and you get this special test that if you pass and do very well, they let you come to the school for free.” My aunt explained to me kindly.

“Oh,” I said as I stared down at my feet, “Aunt Rose, will you help me get one? A scholarship?”

“Of course honey.”

And so off we went the next day. To the closest school to my house, New York Middle and High or NYMH as we were instructed to call it. They interviewed me and then gave me a really easy test. And that was it! We didn’t tell my mom and dad what I was trying to do just in case it didn’t work. And guess what? A few days later, I found the letter that changed my life (for the better and the worse). I had been accepted to NYMH! I screamed and charged up the stairs to show my parents, who were ecstatic. Four days later I was all kitted out in my best clothes. Ready for school. It was actually on my way to school that I met Jay. I was just trotting on along excitedly when I heard this distressed mew. I glanced up and saw a kitten perched in the highest branch (of about five meters.. hey, I was eleven… a short eleven year old… but still!) of the highest tree, I had ever seen (oh yeah, and I over exaggerate) was the world’s most cutes kitten.

“Aw! Don’t worry kitty. I’ll help you get down.” I said as I attempted to climb up the tree. A few moments later, when that plan had failed, I was staring up at the branch trying to figure out how to get this poor cat out of the tree. That’s when I felt someone lift me up and say, “Grab the cat.”

I did as I was told and when I was clutching the cat tightly, the person lowered me to the ground.

“Hi. I’m Jay.” the little boy in front of me said, smiling. And that’s how I met Jay. and he instantly became my best friend from then onwards. He was always there for me and I was always there for him. When I was twelve and no one showed up to my birthday party, he had said to me, “Well, now we can have the cake all to ourselves!” that made me smile and soon him, me and my parents were dancing around the room, each of us holding a slice of cake. And when his goldfish had died, I convinced him to have a funeral and soon after his parents, him and I all went to the SPCA and bought a puppy (whom he still has to this day). I even helped him with the name: Lilly. See what I mean? He never judged me when he found out that I didn’t have as much money as the other kids. Or when he found out I was on a scholarship. And I didn’t judge him when he told me some of his deepest secrets (which I can’t write here… hello, they’re his secrets.. not mine). I loved him in all of his brown floppy haired, grey eyed, freckly glory just as he loved my mousy brown hair, shortness and shyness. Friends for six years and hopefully so much more. So enough of all that sappy stuff, let’s move onto something more happy! A couple of years later my aunt came across my dad’s stories that were stored away in his laptop. She decided to send it to a popular publisher who read them and was amazed. He got to work, publishing a few books and putting them out on the market. The first twenty were gone in under half an hour. Which is amazing for a first time author who didn’t even know his books (which he wrote for fun) were out already. My aunt called him with the exciting news and he literally jumped around, I was afraid he was going to break something… or someone. He hugged me. He hugged my mom and then he hugged both of us. The publisher sent more of dad’s books onto the market and they sold like hot coffee on a cold winters morning. I wasn’t sure how much we had made, but I knew we had hit it big. We now had money! Too bad we had no idea what to do with it…

Yours in confusion

Fae xx **

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