Some People....

Author's note: First of all thx for reading my author's note and uh Hii this is one of my first stories, tbh I don't know how well I did but hopefully you enjoy and the story is not terrible. Please excuse my grammar and/or punctuation because I'm not the best at that. I enjoyed writing this but I suck at authors' notes so uhh you can start reading...:)

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Entry 1: What do i write here

Mom gave me this diary for my birthday. She said it was a "coping mechanism" that would help me "organize my thoughts" and be "more social" and help me make "soooo many friends". Finnnne ill stop it with the quotes and why are you reading this anyway because i never gave you this diary. I know you can't see you, but I'm giving you one of my "looks".

Entry 2: January 1̶2̶ 13, 2019 Name: Mia

Date: <- its dere

I didn't think people could get more stupid.

At school, I had this friend named Mitzi, who you could say was talkative. Or o̶b̶l̶i̶v̶i̶u̶o̶s̶ oblivious to everything. Or both. She tended to ignore things and just play by her own rules.

I'm not saying that it's a bad thing, but it gets annoying, especially when you have somewhere to be.

Finnnne you might think I'm just easily annoyed, but I have proof.

Lunch, Monday January 9

Sooo I sat down next to Mitzi during lunch. If she's so annoying, why did I sit with her? I didn't want to hurt her feelings.

I'm nice like that.

I was just chilling with my pasta and we were just talking, when suddenly she just grabbed my muffin. "Can I have that?" she asked

"But-"

She s̶w̶a̶l̶o̶w̶e̶d̶ swallowed it in one bite.

"I never said you could . . .You're welcome . . ." I muttered.

She was too busy licking cinnamon off her hands. But at least I got half her muffin in return.

Last month sometime Idk when stop e̶x̶p̶c̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ expecting me to remember everything

Sometime during the week, Mitzi came over. Usually on Fridays we do sleepover night and watched a movie, but usually we stayed up all night because who actually sleeps during sleepovers?

As soon as she came in, she ran straight for Kaliko.

And she said this: I remember this very clearly because it was one of the funniest moments in my life. No that's not what she said silly. Read below.

"Hey, can I pet your cat?" I remember not minding because Mitzi was an animal lover and her parents never let her have one, b̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶ cuz she already had 3 siblings (1 older, 1 younger, 1 baby), but Kaliko was sleeping, so I told her,

"I hate to break it to you, but actually, he's slee-"

She either completely ignored my words or was hard of hearing.

"Who's a good boy?"

"Ummm that's not a very good idea, when you wake him up he gets-" I was about to say he gets t̶r̶i̶g̶e̶ triggered, but she didn't listen.

She continued petting him. "You are, Kaliko! You are . . . You-OW!!" The last part was because Kaliko hissed and bit her. I actually stifled a laugh. Then he went right back to sleeping. I sheilded my face with my hands so that she wouldn't see me snorting.

Call me the d̶ Devil.

Last one :D

"Okay, soo I really gotta get go-" I said one day to Mitzi. We were outside at the park and it seemed like she had something to tell me. But when she starts talking, you can't stop her.

"Aand guess what? He said yes! Omgg I died..." Mitzi squealed.

"Nice...now I have to-" I get interrupted again.

"And then guess what?" Mitzi asked excitedly.

"I guess you have all the time in the world..." I muttered under my breath.

"What?"

"Nothing..." I blinked i̶n̶o̶c̶e̶n̶t̶l̶y̶ innocently. "But listen I have to-"

"Well no worries, I can tell you! So my dad told me we could go to the shelter and I was really excited soo I asked him when and he said maybe TOMORROW! Did you hear that? tomorrow?!" She said like a little girl who had just realized that she would be getting an entire barbie set, complete with makeup, hair care, nail, and a food kit.

Well, I really didn't have time for this, so I tried again.

"Umm that's really cool but I gotta r-"

"And guess the breed!" She u̶r̶j̶ urged.

She waited expectantly.

I sighed. "Is it a-"

"It's a golden retriever! A GOLDEN RETRIEVER!"

"Say it louder, I don't think A̶f̶g̶a̶n̶i̶s̶t̶a̶n̶ Afghanistan heard," I muttered again.

"HEYY AFGHANISTAN, IM GETTING A DOG! A FLIPPING DOG!!!" She yelled to absolutely no one.

Kids riding their bikes, mom's with squealing toddlers, people out shopping, people chilling in their houses, babies on carriages, dogs out on walks, animals of every sort, people on skateboards, scooters, cars, truck drivers, and practically everyone out on the street stopped and stared. I wanted to melt into a puddle of goo.

Mitzi continued into a silence, "And soon we're gonna be buying it toys, food, and everything it needs. It's gonna be Kuh-Ray-Zee!!!" She e̶x̶c̶l̶i̶a̶m̶e̶d̶ exclaimed.

After going on for nearly 30 more minutes about her dog and all the tricks she was going to teach it and cuddle-time and bath-time and every other time she could possibly think of (And me trying about 30 times to say goodbye), she sighed wistfully, as if already dreaming about her new dog. I took advantage of the silence.

"Um I'm just gonna..." I inched away from her.

"Should I tell you a secret?"

I nearly face-palmed.

She didn't wait for an answer.

"I am going to be eating c̶h̶i̶p̶o̶t̶l̶a̶y̶ CHIPOTLE!!! For dinner!! Can you believe it?!" She said in the loudest whisper that was humanly possible.

"Wondrous. Marvelous. Awesome. Speaking of dinner, I'm gonna be lat-"

"And I have a story for you!" she said, chipper as a chipmunk.

Aw, snickerdoodles.

45 minutes of storytime later and stuff

"I really have to.." I started but she interrupted.

"No o̶f̶f̶e̶n̶c̶e̶ offense, Mia, but you've been keeping me here for a long time. I have to go home for dinner. Byeeee!" She hopped along the road, humming the whole time.

Some people.

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THE END :D