They're probably have grammer and spelling mistakes but i would still like to know what you think of the story and what part etc.
Shanti Elle (Skyler)
Dear Scarlet Diary: 4th June Monday
This is the first time I have ever kept a diary and I really hope I can keep it. I’m not really sure what to write, because nothing ‘that’ interesting really happens in my life. Janey (my only friend in the world…kinda) Spent heaps of dosh on this diary for me. Though i don’t really know why. But she did say I needed something to treat myself for being such a good mate. I thought this was ‘waay’ too suspicious as Janey never spends money on anyone but her self, I mean for mothers day she plucked a daisy from the neighbours garden and then showed her mum outside so that she could watch her plant it. She told her mum that it was to symbolise how much she had grown to love her. Her mother didn’t return the favour for Janeys birthday though, she didn’t get her one gift. Janey was well pissed, she didn’t talk to her mum for weeks. Happy Mothers day…whoop. So I could tell she was lying when she said I needed a ‘treat’. So evidently it turns out that Janey stole the diary for some random reason. I mean why? Why steal something that you could probably by like two hundred copies of and in like probably over 20 colours. I pointed this out to her and the diary was hurled across my bedroom at me. So now I’m meant to say “ I am very, very happy I have such a considerate, generous and beautiful friend. Who would take time out of her busy, busy life to care about an ungrateful girl like me” (Yea right Janey and this generous mate of mine loves to knock people unconscious with presents?) how caring indeed.
But I will give her props. This diary is soo beautiful; I really do not know how she stole it. The diary is deep scarlet red with pure white jewels and diamonds set into to edge of the book all the way round its rectangular shape. This diary is soo amazing as it is not like any other diary I’ve ever seen, as its locked with an never ending strip of silk and lace Which is weaved in-between the small slits that were cut into its leather coat. I really enjoyed weaving the string between the slits but in actual fact I’ll probably become lazy and leave the string out. So I’ve been using the string as a bookmark and I’m using one of my small buckle belts as wrap round kind of fastener. So now it looks perfect now that I’ve added my personal touch of makeshift beltlock.
Mum saw the diary and she said that my teen years would be something, I’ll want to remember. Yea’ right mum. Remembering my life is like…Whatever! I soo don’t want to remember it. But it’s hard to forget. My life is full of trouble and sadness. For instance last week ‘the soccer witch from hell’ all of a sudden turned “girlie giggly” (This is what me and my mates call girl who were once tomboys and turn to princesses-Not, Double G for short). It all started when she came to school in a long pitch-black skirt and white blouse. Everyone was walking up to Penny Craye as if she was a new student and he or she really did believe so, as I swear I heard someone ask her name. I have to admit even I had a peek at her silk satin ballerina pumps. When I arrived at class, Penny.C was the talk of the school. She had a large crowd around her. Every guy was checking her out and asking her questions, I could tell the end of term was really going to be a great one for little pen’ as she had become one of the “PPSC” (The Popular Panty Showing Chic’s). Well she hadn’t actually shown her knickers but It was bound to happen. My school ‘ Grayden High’ always felt like a talent scouts dream where people were discovered everyday. This would be fully truthful if in talent scouts I meant snobby rich kids like Melinda dale and Bridget Carrye (Just to name a few) and in people being discovered I meant the invisibles- such as me and my friends. We were really invisible, I mean one time I even crept into class one hour late and reached the door the same time as Greg Dinky. Mr Crayven-Shaw totally roared at Greg and sent him to detention room 101. He didn’t even glance at me to the fact that I was standing right behind Greg. (Just to add I think this is also the reason Gregg snarls at me these days. He did it during break right after he slapped his yoghurt pot down right next to me) Mr.C carried on his lesson as normal and never even stopped to check whether everyone had the hand out sheets. So as I say my life is not something I want to remember mum. So stay out and don’t interfere. (Of course I won’t actually be saying any of this to her as, I like living.
Dear Scarlet Diary: 8th June Friday, 11:22pm
I’ve been applying to colleges all around the world these past days. I have decided I want to go to a boarding college. Mum says it’s a great Idea although she’ll miss me something terrible. I won’t miss her though. I’ll be free. Free to roam and do what I want, when I want. Mum won’t hear a word from me for weeks. The only thing she’ll hear is that I’ve married a famous guy or been kidnapped. (Well ok, that’s not true. I’ve promised to email her at least twice a week. But the minimum is one email a week.) Mum said she wants to know everything I’m doing, down to what colour bra I’m wearing to bed that night. Mum really was annoying me which all the hand gestures she was basically whacking me with. I told her this. She tightened her lip and her eyebrows fixed on me as if she were trying to tell me something serious, I got the message loud and clear “Shut Up or you won’t go”. Mum said she went to boarding college and loved it. So I thought why couldn’t I go. Mum was mumbling some stuff to her self but later gave in. (She always does) I’ve cut my choices down to the five, which are most likely to accept me. ‘CandleHigh’ mum’s old boarding college. I though I’d apply there just to make mum happy. This college had the biggest fields I’d ever seen and looked like a castle for a princess back in its day. I didn’t think I would actually get into this college, but the smile on mum’s face was priceless. Drapple manor, Coryle Centre College, SmithyGold and Granville were the other colleges I chose. I chose these because they all had something in common with each other, as large lake and the people who attended all looked and seemed equal in every way and best of all further away from my House. Whoop, Whoop. No I mean it- Yippee! When I visited the colleges on the open days everyone was well focused and knew absolutely everything there is to know about the school. Including all the teachers’ names. In my school I only knew the teachers names that I absolutely and truly needed to know. I think I knew my tutor’s name? “Yea Mrs something”. But yea’ anyway as soon as the weeks over and summer starts I’ll know what college I’ll be going to and I’m so excited I can’t even sleep.
D.S.D-11: 30pm
I was just thinking about SmithyGold College. If I really did get in me and Rachael Dane will probably become friends, as we’ll only have each other as company. Yes starting a new college and place, as the mysterious girl will definitely put a great score on my popularity card from the Invisible’s membership clubcard. But I guess I’ll be leaving that club when I get popular, as well I’ll basically be a sell out and they’ll be jealous. But I don’t care because I’m the one who’ll be working my arse off to make a name for my self out there, no one else but me. So sod the invisible club.
D.S.D- 11:34 PM
I’m re-joining the club. I’ll just stick my club card back together with this clear tape. Ugh. Sticky stuff.
D.S.D- 11:40pm
It’s over. I’m officially out of the club. They’ll never let me back in without a card. Should I care? I’m not sure, but at this moment I do. I feel like a true outcast from all stages of popularity (life).
Dear Scarlet Diary; 9th June Saturday-09: 20am
OMG…OH, I’ve just received some letters oh shocking horror. SmithyGold F*****g College and Coryle Centre College have rejected me. The bloody cheek. I’ve took so much time to dream and think about getting into that perfect college and they shut me out like a naughty dog that’s been sent out side for bad behaviour. Basically I feel like a dog. Shut out. Outcaste. Turfed.
Haven’t told mum she’ll probably just say some dumb little saying like. “Oh Theres always a silver lining in a dark cloud” What the heck. Is that supposed to help me? I’m so out raged. I bloody well might not want an F*****g! Silver lining MUM. What if I want a pink one huh? Mum always thinks she’s right. I bet she never even finished college, she always says she wishes she could change some things that happened in college and she should probably go and do that. Instead of bugging me and putting the curse of “the outsider” on me for the rest of my life.
D.S.D- 1.30pm Saturday
Janey wants me to meet her at the Odeon around 2 O’clock. I asked her why but she nearly bit my head off and spat it out so I agreed. I’ve come to the conclusion that this entire secret meeting UP’s and stuff. Is to do with Janeys boyfriend and his parents. You see Janeys boyfriend he’s a big part of the P.P.S.C (Popular Panty Showing Club) Yeah he shows his pants too, only that they’re boxers and when he does it its acceptable on almost all levels. (Except mine) I mean for goodness sake. Do I need to know what pants people are wearing each day? I don’t go around telling everyone to guess which shade of pink my bra strap is so why can’t they be discreet too? Well anyway’s he totally can’t be seen alone with Janey-anywhere, as people will basically call him the pitying player. Everyone In the P.P.S.C thinks he’s using Janey until his darling Mel’ takes him back. I mean even I can see that, but Janey says it because everyone is jealous and that includes me. Janey is deluded. I told her so. I’m now in for a duffing.
D.S.D-6: 30pm
It was two-thirty and Janey still hadn’t turned up. I mean what’s up with her its bad enough with the secret meetings and all that but now totally standing me up is not on. It was about quarter to three when she pitched up, strolling as if she was well early and still had time to buy her beloved Fanta fruit twist. “Alright Lissa?” Janey asked me as I knew my face was well screwed up and I was vex. “Yea should I be upset? You know I was meant to meet a mate here for two’ but I guess she ain’t got a drop of manners as she still ain’t apologised for making me wait!” I answered as hell was I gob smacked at the cheek. “Right-look-right…nah…well…I mean this is what happened yea. I ran into Mel’ you know Mel’ right? the hardcore witch…well anyways she stopped me and asked if I’d seen her leftovers.( At this point during the story I’d almost zoned out as well I say almost because any thing about Mel is worth listening to if it ends badly for her at least). I said what leftovers as we were totally standing on the edge of the road and do you know what she said. She said she meant the leftovers of what is Daniel. MY BF. I then snarled at her, she grinned and said I sounded like a dog. I shouted and she dropped her purse at my feet”. “ Why did she drop her purse?” I asked even though I soo knew she was going to say it anyways. When does Janey ever become the listener? Oh yea that’s when never. “So basically she dropped the purse at my feet and started screaming. I was all like, what’s wrong with you? To which a police officer came over and she lied straight to the mugs face and said I was robbing her. I had never been so humiliated in my life. Officer Plum let me off with the warning of ‘never let me catch you…blah-dye blah. As scrooge would say “humbug Chatter”. So basically that’s why I was late. I looked at Janey and shook my head, I seriously couldn’t believe that even between all the short breaths she took to tell me about her adventurous half an hour she still hadn’t even apologised for being late. Whether it was her fault or not. I stated my case to the posh bitch ha. Which leg was I limping on again?
Dear Scarlet Diary-Monday-11th June
Great news! I’ve got into a college. Not one I dreamed about but then the wonderful life I always wanted was always a dream wasn’t it?
CandleHigh wants me to study at they’re institution. Don’t worry I’m only reading it off the paper. I would only use the “institution” if I wanted to sound a bit posh. Bloody college. Call it what you like in the end you go there to learn. Mum’s overwhelmed with excitement. She said that I’m just too lucky to be accepted to such a fine school as this one. I mean chill out mum I told her because I knew the only reason I got into the college anyway only because she attended there. So here we go again with the ‘outsider curse’ I feel like they hate me already and they’ve taken me without choice. I’ve been forced onto them just imagine they’re could have been an extra-supirior-instine-genious kid from some third world country or like China (Because like its known that everyone is a genius in maths who come from there) was turned down and had they’re application chucked out the window. All because the space was filled by me the ‘Had-to-come-here-no-hope-girl’. Well anyway I don’t care hope or no hope I have right to be here. I wanna learn, which is more than I can say for most of the people who attend ‘Grayden High’.
Dear Scarlet Diary-Wednesday-03: 30pm
Ha…actually double ha. Ha times 4. That mum of mine I love her dearly but she is a klutz sometimes. Shes been outside for almost an hour and naughty me I’ve been watching her from my window sniggering. Mums lost her keys or rather I kind of borrowed them form her bag. I’m sorry but if I can’t go college this year, she ain’t allowed in the house. Be it her home too or not. CandleHigh is the only college to accept me and I really don’t see why mum wants me to work during a gap year. “It’ll be fun, don’t you think?” mum said this morning. “Knowing you’ve worked hard and all that” Is just stared at her. Was she trying to remind me over and over that CandleHigh didn’t really want me at there ‘institution’ and that they had to take me only because I was entitled a place due to mum being a model student once. Mum was getting angry with me as she was explaining all the wonderful benefits of work and about the clothing industry. Because that’s where she wanted me to work on this so-called-fun- experience. “BadGirlWonders” is my mums clothing company. She set up all on her own. As she ever fails to remind me, I’m not really into all that la-di-dah stuff and why should I? Its hers after all…I just wanna be a resort rep. Not a holiday rep but a resort rep…yea. I really hope that In the future I could possibly come to own my own hotel or resort. I’d call it (All Mums Banned) A.M.B for short. So basically when you say it, it will sound something like Ah ma bah (am-bah). Cool huh? I’m soo unique. But anyways mum noticed me laughing at the window at her and lets just say I didn’t expect a hug when I opened the door an hour earlier. (I know…I know but it was just soo funny) “Shanti Elle! What the hell were you playing at? Making me stand out there like a nutter” Shouted mum as she dug her nail into my shoulder. “Look mum you said I could go now so all’s well ends well”. Mum pinched me. Reminder: Don’t let mum in next time.
D.S.D- 04:30pm
Janeys called round to say she’ll be coming over later on this evening. I don’t know why she still wants to hang out, schools soon ending and I hate to say it but we ain’t really going to see each other much due to me going so far away for college. The idiot…omg I mean she’s not an idiot more like silly. I told her to choose the same colleges as me so that we could both get away from rainy Grayden. But what did she do before consulting me… she chose Grayden Community college. I once asked her if she just wanted to annoy me and she replied that they did her course and she didn’t want to walk soo far. So ever since she gave me that answer I’ve given up all hope on being mates with Janey plus were drifting apart. Its been going on for ages. Ever since her and Daniel got together shes been going to all the P.P.S.C Parties (Without Daniel of course and ME not that I was even interested in partying with low-life’s) and trying to mingle. So that when the great big secret is out that they are dating everyone will love her (Although everyone knows already and thinks he’s just using her). But what I will say is good luck to the pair of them although if I doesn’t work out Janey will most defiantly bounce back. But I do wish I had a little luck in the luurve department, it just seems that Janey was always the one getting boy’s attention. It’s all because of the dreaded blond thing. That dangles from the top of her head. Her Blu-ey-gray eyes and that sultry black eyeshadow she wears. Its no surprise I don’t even get blinked at, my hair is all thick and afro, I have hazel choc chip eyes and I never wear makeup because I’ve never been bothered to try it.
I’m hoping that with luck everyone will love everyone for who they are and see the inner beauty. (Yea F***ing right)
D.S.D- 05:45
I’ll get back to you a little later Janeys arrived and she don’t looks to happy. Hopefully man problems or hair whatever.
Dear Scarlet Diary-Friday-16th
I’ve found you my darling scarlet. Never again will I sweep you under my dark dark bed again. Couldn’t write anything over the past few days Janeys been staying over on Mel’ Watch. That Wednesday she came over she told me that Daniel’s been acting weird and that Penny (That’s ex Boygirl Penny or popular Penny as some know her as told her that on the weekends her Mel’ and Daniel chill out around the park lake. So yea I bet your wondering why is Janey at my house well…guess what I live across from GrayPark. How.Lucky.Am.I.
So Janey asked mum. Yes not even me but mum if she could sleep here for a little slumber party thingy. I agreed but only because I had no choice now that the decision was final. And because Janey said she take me ‘Tail shopping’ (That’s another term me and Janey use, we call a boys private part ‘Tail’ so yea its ‘tail shopping’. Hey work it out. But anyway we did catch some action in the park. There was Penny and Chris one of Daniel’s mates from football. He was totally making out with Penny while they were practically doing keepy-uppies with the footballs. “I can’t believe Chris fancy him kissing a ‘double G’ its almost like kissing a guy right?” Janey said this with a straightest face I’d ever seen until I burst out laughing spitting my OJ all over the window we were peeping out of. Janey wiped the window and grinned at me. “Hey should we take a picture?” Janey had that look in her eye. “Why?” I haad to ask. Reminder: Don’t encourage Janey to follow up her own questions.
