How time flies, we were in senior school 1, talking about the most beautiful girl in class and everyone said it was me, including Fernand.
I was happy he saw me as a beautiful girl but weeks later he started gushing about beautiful girls from other schools, rich spoilt brats.
I was jealous once again, he dare to compare them to me and his final evaluation was that, they were more beautiful than me.
He even fantasize about having one as his girlfriend, her name was Amie. At that point, I felt like giving him a good beating.
Fernand got sick, while we were preparing for graduation, though it wasn't us that was graduating. When I say preparing, I mean- the girls were planning to wear matching outfits and the boys were also planning theirs.
On graduation day, the girls wore white tee-shirts, blue rugged trousers and cute sneakers, we looked like the students graduating, we totally stole their limelights but the boys were looking totally disorganized because Fernand was sick. They all sat around him.
I wanted to tell him "get well soon" but my shyness messed things up again, I found myself walking passed them. Like if I get there, what would i say?
During the holidays, I saw Fernand when I was coming back from the market, he walked passed me like he didn't see me and I couldn't even talk to him because I don't talk to him except if it's in school. I was sad throughout the holidays, I couldn't talk to my crush.
I thought he would never talk to me again but he was the first person to talk to me when we resumed school, maybe he wasn't angry at me anymore, I was happy once again. If only I knew it was his farewell time, he left at the end of the term.
I cried so much because I never expected him to leave, it felt like a breakup, I only got to see him in church but we don't talk.
Sometimes, I would cry while walking round the school because I missed him so much, it felt like a huge hole, everything reminded me of him.
My best friend read my secret diary, how I got her as a best friend is what I can't fathom sometimes, like she was the one who came to me for friendship and I accepted, I was curious how having a best friend would be like.
It was like every normal boring day, without fernand, Rose my best friend went home with me after school and while I was getting dressed, she saw my Diary under my pillow. My diary had such an attractive look that it was almost hard to ignore.
"Janice, so you have a diary? Let's see what fancy things it contains" Rose said smiling.
I turned to look at her, my eyes grew bigger, I wrote my stupid fantasies there, my best friend can't read that, she was already turning the pages.
"Give me that" I said snatching the book.
Rose looked at me like I had grown horns and said smirking
"There must be something juicy in there, that you don't want me to see"
" There's nothing" I said rolling my eyes.
Rose snatched it from me and ran away, I wasn't fully dressed but I ran after her.
"Don't read it!" I kept shouting after her, almost in tears but she was running and reading it at the same time, then she stopped and looked at me very surprised.
"How long has it been?" She asked as I looked at her
"what?" I asked like I didn't know what she was asking about
"Let's go inside" Rose said coming to hold my hands, by now I was crying, I finally took my diary but I couldn't take away what she had saw.