After dinner, we planned on watching movies next. But before that, we had to clean up first, chatting along the way as we waited for our turn in the shower. There was only one bathroom in Yana’s house so it took us quite some time before the four of us finished changing into our pajamas.
“Oh I just remembered, do you guys keep a journal? Kira asked us the moment she got back to Yana’s room. She was drying her hair vigorously with her towel as she walked over to the bed to join us.
Yana and Tessa said they do. I told them I don’t—well I actually tried once or twice before but I just couldn’t keep up with it. I found it tiresome to keep on writing my usual (boring) days that I ended up quitting after five entries. But now that I think about it, it was before high school. Before I met Yana. Before all the interesting things happened to me.
