I never replied to his texts or even went to my tree for the week after that day.

I was humiliated and angry at what I did. He kept calling and texting me, but I couldn't get the courage to reply.

But yet I had enough courage to kiss him, I know I'm dumb.

But I loved this day. It changed everything some might say.

It was...

It was a wonderful day for me.

And a confusing one.

But still great just the same.

~*~

I finally decided to do it. I was going to go to the blossom tree. 1 week is the longest I've ever gone without seeing it.

Yeah I know, I isolate myself pretty much.

I walked down the path. We were on some holiday or something so we didn't have school.

It was a little chilly outside, but I didn't mind.

I wore white jeans, a yellow sweater, (I loved sweaters), sky blue toms, and a white flower crown, yes, still obsessed with them.

I walked past the house where I kissed Daniel.

Still, couldn't believe I did that.

After a little, I saw my tree.

I let out a sigh of relief.

I was just happen nothing happened to it. Then again, what could even happen to it? A lot of things.

I sat down and rested my head against that bark.

I noticed something different, thought.

My journal was on the left side. And when I left last, it was on the right.

I picked it up and noticed some pages sticking out.

But I wasn't the same type of paper.

I opened it up and saw some pages fall out. I worried for a second that they were mine, but the pages were more of a an off white colour.

I picked one up.

2

Well you're still not replying. I wish you'd talk to me. But I think you will soon.

I was confused at first. I picked up some others.

He wrote on a page everyday I ignored him.

4 still not talking to me.

But jokes on you because I have your journal so you can't even draw. Haha get rekt.

I laughed quietly at the note and put it in a pile with the rest.

But I saw one that was marked from almost 3 months ago.

This isn't a poem. I was about to write one, but someone's watching me. I think it's a boy because I cause only see half of the person, and that half looked like a boy.

Okay few minutes later, his name is Joey apparently. He was staring at me. I bet he thinks I'm hot. Probably though.

I feel like I'm writing in a diary.
I think I'm gonna see this Joey boy again. I have that feeling.

I opened my mouth a bit at the words I saw.
He must've pulled that one at by mistake when he put the letters in my journal.

I noticed that his book was met to me.
He left it here in the place he normally does.

Or he forgot it.

I picked it up and flipped through some pages to find something.

I was on page 322 when I saw a page that wasn't a poem since it didn't have a title.

Hey. For some reason I've decided to write in here. Like normally.

I'm with Joey. He's drawing. Go figure.

I love his drawings. They're so pretty.

Joey is pretty too.

When I showed him my poems for the first time, he said "these are beautiful"

And said randomly "you're beautiful" like a cliche movie.

But the off thing is, I didn't even mean to say it. It just came out.

He didn't hear me though

I read that page a few more times. Did he really think that?

'Is he serious?' I thought.

I put down his journal and thought.

Maybe he does like me? Or maybe he doesn't? I don't know.

I hear someone coming.

I look up slightly and see a figure.

After s few minutes the footsteps stop.

"And blossom boy returns from the dead"
I heard Daniel say as he smiled at me.

I didn't really think about what to say.

"Uh... I uh... How about this weather?"

~*~