diaryfromadeadgirl

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

Hahaha :)

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

.. I was half joking, Heather. They let me have sleepovers with Martha all the time anyways. We should definitely have a sleepover!

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

That sounds fun, but what do I tell my parents?

“Hey mom and dad, I’m staying with my friend for the time being because my not-so-future-husband broke into my room on drugs.”

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

No I don’t!

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

Yeah he was all like “Sorry for breaking into your window” and “I’m not high.” Everything he said contradicted what he was doing!

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

It’s even weirder. I have no clue. He said he wanted to see me but it wasn’t for any good reason.

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

What? No! He was.. hyper and crazy, but not meth levels of hyper and crazy. I don’t even think he could get his hands on it.

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

I’m fine I’m fine- Thanks. I can’t say the same for him though.. he was definitely on something.

JD just broke into my room for no reason whatsoever last night…

Oh my God, are you okay??? Did he do anything to you??? Should I get my dad to sue his family into the ground???

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

Veronica watched him exit as she pulled her blinds shut. She made her way back over to her dress, sliding her study notes aside and pulling out her diary.

Dear Diary . . .

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

”I’m busy studying, I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” The latter was a lie. She would probably most definitely start avoiding him.

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

Heather Chandler had constantly drilled Veronica about why she shouldn’t date guys like JD, and Veronica didn’t get it until now. Guys like him were unpredictable, dangerous. No wonder she felt as if she was stuck with a caged tiger the moment he broke open her window.

“Just.. get out of my room.”

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

Her eyebrows pinch, visibly trying to piece a reason for his nonsensical story.

He has a whole bad boy thing going on, there’s no way he hasn’t done drugs. He’s not thinking rationally either? Unless he’s such a loner that this is normal behaviour for him.

“Heather’s right.” She exhaled.

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

Veronica’s face scrunched up into one of confusion. She gritted her teeth. “What were you doing before you came here?”

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

“JD this isn’t normal so I’m gonna ask you this one more time. Are you high?”

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

It suddenly struck her.

“Are you high?”

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

She raised her eyebrow, and her palms as well.

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.

[diaryfromadeadgirl]

She pushed JD’s hands in towards his chest, in which he was rapidly breathing through. “Your breathings shallow.” She commented, and placed a hand over his racing heart. “And your hearts beating too fast.”

JD snapped off the window lock and opened it with shaky hands, stepping into Veronicas room.

It was already obvious that something wasn’t right, considering he was muttering under his breath and seemed agitated.

He looked at Veronica, his pupils dilated.

“Apologies for coming in through the window. Dreadful etiquette, I’m aware.”

He tapped his foot rapidly.

-@psycho-trenchcoatk1d

Veronica lurches back in her seat. She had been absorbed in her studies a moment ago, unaware of the scuffling outside her window. She drops her pencil (she always liked to do her notes first in pencil and then over in pen) and plants her arms on the desk, standing up.

"JD? What's going on? Why are you in my room?" She spoke. Something about him felt off, as if this wasn't the same boy she had talked to in school.

She tilted her head, playing a game of Spot The Difference, only that her gut felt more knowledgable than her eyes.