Okay, Diary, so I'm kinda flattered right now--
And I know my last entry was pretty panicked, but I guess I was overreacting? I dunno, insecurities can do that to you.

But this morning, basically right after I finished writing about my panic, xB showed up to class. His eyes genuinely lit up when he saw me, and he grinned from ear to ear.

I honestly think he might know I'm insecure about my hair, 'cause he offered to go find somewhere with less people. I said yeah, because we had time before class and I did feel more comfortable with just xB.

He dragged me into a supply closet, and I almost laughed when I saw Wels, who was walking to class, smirk at me as xB was closing the door.

It was a pretty tight closet, and it did start to get pretty awkward when neither of us said anything. To break the ice, because I knew xB would laugh, I said, "I think Wels thinks we're hooking up."

xB's eyes widened for a moment, before they crinkled with his grin. "That'd be better than going to class." He joked.

I punched him playfully on the arm. "Shut up, dickhead. We're fourteen."

"I'm teasing, Hyp, chill." xB laughed, reaching up and tugging at my bandana. "Now lemme see your hair!"

I puffed my cheeks, swatting xB's hands away and trying to think of ways to stall. "First- first... guess."

"Guess?"

I shrugged, leaning against the wall. "What do you think it looks like?"

xB pursed his lips, tilting his head.

"Dirty blond." He said at last, "Not quite blond, but not quite brown. And silky."

I nodded, beginning to untie my bandana. "Okay then." I said, and under my breath I added, "Don't get your hopes up too high.."

I pulled the fabric off my hair and felt it puff up again. It still seemed fluffy from the hair-dryer. I ruffled it out and glanced at xB expectantly.

Now, dear Diary, what happens next may be inaccurate, as xB and I were in a pretty dark closet, so I might've missaw xB's small actions. (ᴬ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ˣᴮ: ʸᵒᵘ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ)

xB was like- gawking at me, his jaw dropped. His eyes were firmly on my hair... then, and I'm not kidding, Diary, his gaze dropped. He looked me up and down, his lips ever so slightly parted. His eyes finally met mine.

He swallowed, "You're gorgeous.."

My eyes widened. "Wh-"

"I mean your hair!" xB corrected himself, "Your hair! It's really gorgeous and I-"

He stopped himself. I furrowed my brow, not quite believing xB's compliments. But I let myself smile. "Thanks, xB! That.. means a lot."

xB smiled back, his gaze now glued to my hair. "Can I-" xB tapped a finger to his head, grinning shyly. "Can I touch it?"

I laughed at his awkwardness, grinning stupidly. "Yeah, sure."

Tentatively, xB brought a hand up and started running it through my hair. I let myself melt into the touch, leaning in closer to xB.

After a minute, xB laughed and, much to my disappointment, pulled his hand away. He leaned against his side of the closet, looking me up and down again.

"That's so stupid-" He laughed.

I scoffed, readjusting my bandana onto my head. "You were playing with my hair, what did you expect?"

"Shut up."

"Nah."

xB opened the closet door and gestured for me to leave. He followed, and we made our way back to class.

Randomly, xB said, "Your hair is soft."

Not sparing him a glance and simply keeping my eyes ahead of me, I near-whispered, "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Ignoring Wels' mischievous glances when we entered the classroom, I pursed my lips. "Not like-- greasy?"

xB gave me a confused smile, "No? It's pretty!"

"Oh." I tilted my head. "Well.. thanks."

xB nodded, as we went to our respective desks. "Anytime, Hypno."

(ᴬ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ˣᴮ: ˡᵒᵒᵏ, ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵏⁱⁿᵈᵃ ʷᵉⁱʳᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ⁻⁻ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ʰᵒʳⁿ ᶠᵒᵘʳᵗᵉᵉⁿ⁻ʸᵉᵃʳ⁻ᵒˡᵈ! ᴳⁱᵐᵐᵉ ᵃ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ!)

(A/N: Did it. Before midnight.)