Guess who's back?

Ha-ha. Well.

I haven't been taking the time to update this. This update is far past due, and I apologize on that matter. On the other hand, I've grown a LOT. Not by height (I wish), but by writing knowledge. I took the time to read a radical book about dialogue and it helped me oh-so-much.

Let's be honest here. The older chapters make me cringe like heckie.

My first account on wattpad was created back in.... 2013? I dunno man, but those fanfictions are so cringy. DUUUDE. I'm clutching my heart while writing this.

Before we start, though, may I ask a question?

I haven't gotten any drawings up on my art book. This is because I don't draw Steven Universe. Never did. I only found pride in my writing contributions.

Would it be all right if I didn't post Steven Universe drawings? That wasn't my plan at first, but, like, I'm desperate to get it started.

psst! thanks for the reads btw!!

edit: i might of made this a LITTLE misleading, so im adding some things... whew
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Dear Diary....

Once upon a time, I went to a public school. Somewhere from first to third grade. I might be an excelled human in predicting the future, but not-so-much as to remembering the past.

First things first, my memory at least derives from temporal lobe. No need to watch any National Geographic television to figure that out. (Although, Generation X™ is a great show. Sapphire suggestions for the win.)

But, earlier today, when I dug through my old books from the caveman days, I triggered a lonesome memory. Despite the fact of that, I tend to stray from such. It's an irritating one, where you just know you were in the wrong. At that moment in time, I never realized how valuable my decisions are.

How much my choices impact the future.

How much my choices impact me.

Enough of my internal ranting. I'm snoring at the amount I overthink. Hopefully, people can relate.

Who am I kidding.

I'll just get on with how I felt earlier today when I dug up that book. Besides, my pencil is about to break from internal anxiety.

I was on the edge of peer pressure. The influence to change belief for a refreshing sip of diet cherry coke. Something my family never allowed me to have... along with any fast-food restaurants.

This was back in that grade I spoke of earlier. Many years ago. None of the less, I'm homeschooled now. This has all been re-mentioned.

"Do it," an awfully rude girl whispered into my ear, the corners of her mouth forming into a mysterious smirk. "you're probably too afraid to do so, huh?"

I stiffened. "You shouldn't say that, Peridot. This isn't the right thing to do."

Her small ponytail bobbed with frustration. "But Sapphy! This class is boring. We're learning nothing."

Gliding my hand over my favorite book, I only gave her a rude glare. My hand wrapped around my sterling silver bracelet, in which had garnets encrusted around its' side.

Specially made for me when younger, my family had the word genuine engraved onto the inside of my bracelet. That's what they thought of me as, after all. I was a wonderful kid.

It was one of my favorites to wear.

"-scared." Peridot finished off with a swipe of her pale hand. While I was too busy not paying attention to her, she was off on another rant.

"I said," my voice was tense "you shouldn't say that."

Peridot crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair. "Fine! You're never curious enough to see the future you can't instinctively predict, huh?"

My straight face weakened as I felt sorry. As well, I felt something else.

A feeling to be curious.

A feeling to try the unknown.

A rush of bravery came forth as I reached my hand towards the wall. The class wasn't paying attention to me, so that calmed my nerves.

I stiffed in a groan as my hand grasped the switch marked fire alarm.

Anyone could tell what happened next. No need for any seer or fortune teller to do the job. That coke was totally mine. Peridot was utterly stoked. Muahaha.

The only thing anyone reading this might not know, I'll leave in here as a horrible reminder. After I did the job, and chaos was amidst...

The bracelet was nowhere to be found.

How embarrassing.