The first week of school has gone by and I am now enjoying a Friday with some brainstorming of the possible whereabouts of the other pages of the diary. I still want to know where we could find them. Owen and Bria still hadn't gone through with the plan about looking through the old room of Annabelle. They still need a better excuse for why they need to take a look inside. Maybe I should be the one to ask permission if I could look inside. I'll just say that it is out of curiosity. I think they'll let me inside. While I was trying to think of a strategy, Owen sneaked up on me and hugged me from the back. "Hey there, beautiful."
God his breath literally makes me shiver in delight. Why does he affect me this way? "Hey. What's going on? You're early. You sure you don't have any more meetings
