Authors: Claudia Lamadre
DIARY OF A 6
GRADE GIRL #2:
Sequel to the bestselling original book “Diary of a 6th Grade Girl: How to Survive Middle School!”
WARNING- BEFORE YOU READ THIS, PLEASE BE SURE TO READ PART 1: LINK: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DWH13UE
Table of Contents
Hey girls! It’s Samantha again. This is the second part of my middle school diary I have been recording. Middle school has been crazy, to say the least. I already have made tons of friends, and got my first kiss! I still have a lot to tell you guys, so listen up!
I haven’t had the chance to write for a few days because of homework and everything that’s been going on with school. As the weeks go by, I’ve noticed that the teachers are really starting to crack down on us and get serious about the course work.
Maybe I said it before, but Middle School classes are way different from the ones that we had in Elementary School. I never had to take notes on everything, or do research essays once a week, like I have to do for my Science class. Thankfully, Sharon is still helping me with my Science studying. We actually had another study meeting today, since it was Thursday.
Sharon and I have been hanging out a lot, and talking on the phone for at least half an hour every night. It’s really cool to have a best friend—especially one as cool as she is. I’m still not sure what country she moved here from exactly, but it sounds like it must have been really beautiful. She says that she misses it, but she likes it here better—she never had friends like me back home, she told me… isn’t that sweet of her?
Haven’t seen much of Kyle lately because his parents grounded him for not doing his homework enough; I miss him. It’s going to be hard to only see him at school. I was hoping that now that we’re boyfriend and girlfriend we would be able to see each other more, like hang out after school and on the weekends, and talk on the phone sometimes. Maybe we will after his parents end the grounding? Already, having a boyfriend is kind of confusing.
So, Kyle and I don’t actually have any classes together and the only time that we get to see each other is at lunch. It’s nice to sit with him at lunch, but we’re both eating, so we don’t get much time for talking or anything, and it’s against the rules to kiss or hold hands in school—and that would be weird anyway, with everyone around—so I’m really starting to miss it.
But one of the really nice things that Kyle does for me is that he will slip short notes into my locker when he passes by to go to his next class, or he’ll come and find me at the end of one period to walk me to my next class. It’s really sweet, and he must have to run so that he isn’t late for his own class, but it makes me smile for a whole half hour before the happiness wears off.
Today, he left me a note that asked me to meet him in the library. It was really cute, and he always signs it with the “xoxoxo” at the end! Even though he isn’t there, it still makes me blush.
Because of that note, we ate lunch in the library together. The librarian is really nice, and she just leaves us alone when we’re in there. As long as we don’t spill any food or leave crumbs behind, she doesn’t care that we eat our lunches in her library. Although I love all of my friends from our lunch table, especially Sharon and Alex (I don’t know if I’ve told you about her yet, but I’ll tell you more about her later on)… I definitely prefer to eat lunch in the library. That way we get to spend some quality time together before it’s time to go to Math class.
Kyle is really nice, and really funny. He’s a lot sweeter of a boyfriend than I was expecting, and it’s a dream come true. An added bonus: Kristy hasn’t talked to me since the party that we went to together! I’m sure that it won’t last long, but I’ll keep my fingers crossed.
My prediction came true today. It’s been a few days since the last time that I wrote in my diary because of all the homework I’ve had (I’ve really been letting it pile up… this has to stop! It’s keeping me from talking on the phone with Sharon anymore). But you remember what I said about the peace with Kristy not lasting long? Yup, I was right.
Today I walked into school to find a bunch of people all around my locker. I thought that they were probably waiting for one of the girls that have a locker right next to mine, or close to it. But when I got closer, it was pretty clear what they were there for.
There was a sign taped to my locker that said, “Do you really think this is all that great, Kyle?” And under that kind sentence was a photograph of me where I most definitely didn’t look good. Even though I had never seen that picture before, I recognized it instantly as one that was taken at a pool party that I went to at the end of the school party. The party had been at Kristy’s house, and her mom was the only one with a camera, so I knew right away who had put the sign on my locker.
I won’t go in to too much detail, but we’ll just say that I was eating cake in a bikini. My hair was a wild mess because I can never keep it nice while I’m swimming. I was a lot chubbier then, and didn’t look so great in the bikini—add the chocolate cake around my lips, and it was a nightmare.
All my life, I don’t think that I have ever been so humiliated. And that’s saying something, because I’m not the most graceful person, and I have been known to trip and fall just standing still. But I couldn’t get close enough to my locker to be able to take down the picture in time. I noticed that Kyle had already made his way close enough to see it.
He took it in, and searched the crowd, until he had found where I was. Our eyes met for just a moment, and I’m not entirely sure what expression was there. I didn’t stay long enough.
I could tell easily enough that the expression held in his eyes was not a good one. As soon as I saw that, I knew that I was done. I made a run for it, and I didn’t stop until I had made it to the nurse’s office. Okay, I’m not happy with what I did next, but I faked sick to get to go home. I told the nurse that I was terribly, horribly sick, and that I wouldn’t be able to make it through the day.
She gave me a cool cloth to put on my head and took me to a private room with a bed and told me to lie down and rest until my mom got there. I sat there for a while, thinking about ways to get out of ever going to school again, until my Mom came.
So that’s why I’m home before lunch on a school day. I couldn’t handle staying there or having to face Kyle again; especially not right after he saw that terrible picture of me. It was so embarrassing! I don’t think that I will be able to go to school ever again.
Day 18, continued
So, I needed to log another entry in here because something exciting happened. I can’t write for long, because I have to go and get ready!
It was almost time for dinner when the phone rang. I didn’t even bother to look at the caller ID because I knew that it would be someone from school calling to make fun of me or something. I just hit the button to let it go to the voicemail. As the message played, I heard Kyle’s voice play out. I can’t tell you how badly my heart skipped a beat when I realized that it was him—and then it skipped another beat when I realized that he wasn’t saying anything mean. In fact, he was being really nice.
I answered the phone halfway through his voicemail, because I couldn’t bear to let him hang up without me getting to talk to him. When I answered, he told me that his parents were letting him invite me out to dinner. It would just be the two of us. His parents would be in the shopping center nearby to pick us up when we were ready.
He didn’t bring up the picture in the hallway at all, and I appreciated that. I asked my parents if I could go. It took a lot of begging for it, but they agreed in the end, as long as I bring their cell phone to call if anything happens. Yay! I’ll see Kyle soon, and I’ll make sure to write everything down here.
Last night was really great. I loved it a lot. Kyle’s parents are, of course, very nice. I think I told you that earlier on in this diary. But anyway, he took me to my favorite restaurant.
At first, we just talked about classes and stuff from school, but I could tell that there was something that he wanted to say. I wasn’t sure what it was though, so I just kept going with whatever he wanted to talk about. Finally though, I worked up the nerve to bring up the picture on my locker.
That bit of the conversation was really tense at first, because he didn’t want to say anything hurtful and I didn’t want to hear him say anything mean. In the end though, he was extremely nice and just said that Kristy can be very mean sometimes. He told me that he would always be there for me, and that he has my back whenever I need him. I guess he talked to the principle today and told him what happened for me.
If Kristy does anything to bother me again, I just have to go in and tell the principle. After I do that, the school will take care of it for me, and she’ll probably leave me alone after that.
But anyway, Kyle was really sweet. He just said that he cares about me, and that he likes me for who I am. He said the picture wasn’t even that bad! Isn’t he nice? He’ll even lie about a stupid picture for me, just to make me feel a little bit better. Dinner was really nice, and we had a lot of fun.
School starts soon, so it’s almost time to leave for the bus. I’ll write again later, or maybe sometime tomorrow.
I didn’t get the chance to write yesterday, and I can’t write long today. I have so much homework—most of it is a huge project for Social Studies that will take a long time to finish. Oh well.
School was really bad today. I kind of forgot that the rest of the school saw the picture too, and that they wouldn’t be as nice about it as Kyle was. I’ve had to endure a lot of name calling, and watching other people smear their faces with chocolate and laugh at me while they do it. Oh well. Kyle held my hand and walked me to all of my classes, and ate with me at lunch. So the day could have been a lot worse, in the long run.
Thank goodness. It’s the weekend, finally. I’m going to try and forget about everything that happened this week, and just move on into the next one. Maybe the other kids from school will forget about it all.
I plan on spending the rest of the weekend finishing up my project and talking on the phone. Kyle wants to go fishing with his dad. I might go with them. We’ll see how things go. Keeping my fingers crossed that things go okay, especially when I go back to school on Monday.
It’s like, almost midnight right now. For me, this is pretty late, but I just got home. It’s Saturday, and I did end up getting to go fishing with Kyle. My dad came too, to spend some time with his dad. It was pretty cool, because then neither of them were paying all that much attention to what Kyle and I did. They talked for like five hours straight about politics and sports and things like that.
While they talked, Kyle took my hand and led me further down the river. The area there is really cool, there are nature trails that lead everywhere, and you can see the fish jumping in the lake. It’s a lot of fun being with Kyle. When we were sure that our parents weren’t paying attention, Kyle led me down the start of a nature trails.