~Dear Diary~
When I see Andrew tomorrow, I'm so telling him off! If he didn't even want to come, he could have just said that! It's not like I would've been mad! But now I am! At least I had some cupcakes for myself, but why did he do this?! It's not right!
Grrrr!!!!
-Rosetta H.
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Andrew was coming over, to my house! No matter how much time has passed, I still get giddy just thinking about his sweet face, so I got to work!

I arranged all of the snacks by alphabetical order and color, the blankets were laid over the couch and the remote was set at a 90 degree angle. I gave myself a pat on the back as I sat down, being grateful for how hard I worked. I texted Andrew that I couldn't wait to see him and how much he'll love the cupcakes that I made for him, so I put my phone down and waited.
And waited.
And waited for around 1 hour and 5 seconds, and then Andrew texted "Babe I'm really sorry, but I can't come."
"What? Why?"

"My parents said I can't come because of some stupid visit, I'm really sorry."
I sighed and texted back "It's okay. I understand."

And since I couldn't have Andrew for myself, I ate some of the cupcakes I made and watched some of the movies I planned on us watching, half of them were horror and the rest were thrillers, but the horror movies were bad because of how dumb the characters were. The main kids for some reason think it's a good idea to hide out and have fun inside a a haunted house because of a stupid dare, the villain is usually stupidly weak and have the dumbest weapon ever, like a knife or a poorly sharpened dagger and the girl that usually survives is a "pure virgin goody two shoes" just because she doesn't sleep with someone? Talk about lame...

As I was eating my cupcakes, rolling my eyes at all the kills, my phone went off with a notification from Instagram from McKayla's story.
It was pictures of her, Tracey and Chase at a party together with almost everyone at our school. It was a bit lame that I wasn't invited but I shrugged that feeling off.
And then I saw something that made my blood run cold. A picture of Andrew and McKayla together, holding red cups with the caption "Hanging with my bro! ✌️"

I looked at the picture for a bit to really process the fact that Andrew lied to me about his parents, just so that he could hang out with Mckayla! My blood was boling as I grabbed a soda and chugged it down as fast I could and huffed.

Andrew was partying it up somewhere else, I was at my house, waiting for him, when he'll never show up, thinking I have no idea what's happening. I feel like a princess that's been duped by her so-called "knight in shining armor" who's too busy saving a second princess.

As I groan in annoyance as I watched my fifth movie, I saw Dakota walking downstairs, getting something from the fridge when she sees all the sweets I have on the livining room table.

"Wow, I'm guessing Andrew was supposed to come?" Dakota drank her water bottle as I nodded my head. "Yeah."

"Oh, then where he at?"

"I don't want to talk about it..."

Dakota sighed and jumped over the couch and sat down on it, she grabbed a cupcake and began eating it. "Alright, what did he do now?"

"I wanted to do a date with him today, but he said he can't because he was busy with stuff, but it turns out he's busy at a party where the rest of the school is at."

Dakota's lips made a perfect O shape as she placed her water bottle down. "Wow. That sucks."

"Yeah.." I sighed. "Yeah it does.. so now I'm watching a bunch of dumb teens getting attacked by an even dumber killer while my boyfriend is having fun going nuts at a party."

Dakota signs and pauses the movie to look at me. "Rosetta, I need you to be honest with me; why do you put with this guy?"

"Huh?"
"I know you, you're smart, pretty and nice, so why the hell are you putting up with some nigga who always dips, barely makes time for and... something else that I can't really think of.."

I sighed and shrugged. "I don't really know. I guess it's because I love him." 

"Well, he sure doesn't love you." Dakota scoffed. "If he really loved you, you wouldn't be by yourself, eating cupcakes, watching dumb white dudes getting killed, while he's off partying with friends who all hate his guts." 

Dakota looked at me and saw how sad I was looking, she sighed and opened up her arms. "Come here."

"What?" 

"Dude, just hug me, you look like you need one." Dakota grumbled, I scooted closer and let Dakota embrace me for about a few seconds, it was a bit uncomfortable, but it was very thoughtful of her to do that for me. 

Layla came down the stairs, saw me and Dakota hugging and pulled her phone out, while putting her finger on her lips for me to be quiet, but Dakota rolled her eyes and sighed. "Bitch, I know you're here." 

Layla shifted away. "No.... I ain't here..." Layla flashed a nervous grin before she took a quick pic of me and Dakota and run up the stairs as Dakota jumped over the couch again, chasing right after her. "Get back here!" 

I was practically laughing like crazy for a few minutes, I almost chocked on my soda! Then they came back, all tired and exhausted before crashing on the couch, so I shrugged and played on a comedy movie, I needed something to laugh about besides that. 

Maybe Dakota's right, I should just be calm and get someone's who's better, I think I deserve better, I think so. well, I hope so anyway.  Maybe things will be good the next day! 

 But with how everything went, I don't think so. But yeah, I think I deserve better. I know I do.

I think... 

~End~
(Author: And that's number 12! Can't wait for the rest y'all!)