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DATED 08/10/16
[..] Also, on a completely unrelated note, I finally talked to Quinn Fabray today. I’d like to pretend that this was an interaction I didn’t prep for beforehand, but you and I both know that I’ve prepared for it since sixth grade. Remember when talking to pretty people was super easy? Because I totally don’t. It didn’t even come out right because I wanted to compliment her, but instead I just insulted some girl across from me... but on the upside, she liked it? I mean, she’s sitting right next to me in class for the rest of the year. I had to break the silence and I guess mocking another girl’s hair was the only way I could do it. I think we’re friends now? She laughed when I said it, instead of glaring at me and giving me an annoying lesson on bullying. Which totally makes us sort of friends, now, right? Maybe I should start writing notes since it seems like she pays attention in class and I don’t want her to get annoyed with me. I’d say I’m overthinking this but 1) we both know I overthink everything and, 2) it’s well deserved. A friendship with Quinn Fabray can only mean good things going forward, right?
DATED 12/19/16
Yo, journal, what’s up?
Kenzie and I are on another break. I pretended to be more upset about it than usual, but really, she’s gonna kiss some stupid guy at the dance and then she’s gonna be like ‘wow, Rory is such a better kisser, I take it all back!’ So I’m not really worried about it. I was thinking of asking Quinn to the dance instead, but I’m not sure if she’d wanna go with me. I mean just because we’re best friends and I don’t want her to take it the wrong way. Obviously I’m not into her, but... and don’t tell her I said this, but she’s probably the scariest, coolest person I know. I don’t know how she does it, but I definitely suspect some witchcraft at hand. Hopefully some of her coolness is rubbing off on me from talking to her every single day. I probably text her the most out of everyone, too. My favorite emoji to use right now is the monkey covering it’s eyes, and sometimes I just spam message her that when I’m bored and want her to talk to me. The last time she was over was super annoying because Carole made us keep my door open and I don’t get what she doesn’t get about us being just friends. I mean, sure, Quinn’s pretty and fun to be around, but it’s weird because I feel like I think she’s too above me to even consider it. Which is between you and me, journal, because I don’t want Carole making an even bigger deal out of it thinking this means I like Quinn or something because I don’t. I’m friends with all kinds of boys and it’s not weird, so why’s it have to be weird when I’m friends with Quinn? Anyways, I think I might ask someone else to the dance. I don’t wanna freak Quinn out and make her think I’m into her. That’s a lot of drama that I can’t afford right now. Plus, I already got her a Christmas present and I don’t want anything weird to happen before I can give it to her.
DATED 10/04/17
Hello. It’s me.
High school is hard. I can’t say I’m a big fan, but but BUT it’s a challenge, and I guess I like those.
Do you ever look at someone and see someone else in them? I don’t know if that makes sense. I’m probably not making sense because Quinn is here and I keep talking to her and getting distracted. She’s gonna mess up my daily journal entries and I’m gonna be pissed.
Like I said... is that normal? I guess human beings are never 100% original in mannerisms and stuff, but sometimes when I manage to really make Quinn laugh... which is super impressive, by the way because her laughing HARD is like a one in a thousand type deal since she usually just rolls her eyes when I’m an idiot, but when I manage to make it happen sometimes I look at her and I remember my mom. Is that weird? I think that’s really fucking weird. It’s not in an exact way, or even remotely close, actually, but there’s this FEELING that comes with it, I guess. It’s really stupid to try and explain because I don’t think I can, I just know that it fucking happens. I mean, it’s not creepy because I’m not into her, so it’s a flattering thing, right? I’m not gonna tell her, though, because that might weird her out.
Maybe it’s alongside the sense of accomplishment, or maybe it’s some weird... I just tried to secretly google it and all that came up was stuff about girlfriends which helps me exactly none. Maybe it’s because I care about Quinn, that I happen to connect her with other people I care about?
It’s really hard to write serious thoughts when she’s in the room with me. I think I look too focused right now. I wonder if Quinn’s ever read my journal before... probably not. It’s not like I have top secret secrets about her in this.
... at least, I guess, not until now. Does this count as a secret? I’ll count it since it’s weird. I guess I just like her laugh, is all I’m saying. It’s a good laugh. The end.
DATED 04/07/18
Fuck fuck fuck. Fuck? Did I mention fuck, or also maybe FUCK? Because fuck.
I slacked on this because I forgot to pack it for spring break. Sorry for forgetting you, bud, but I’m not sure I would’ve been able to fill you in, anyways, since I was sleeping next to Quinn every night.
Speaking of Quinn: fuck.
I have no idea what happened. I don’t know why, or how, or... anything. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this confused in my entire sixteen years of life. I was having a big thumbs down day, which sucked because I couldn’t write it down and I was around people and so it was just a disaster. I couldn’t even really fake it until I made it with Quinn, so I was singing to her and
I don’t know what happened. I don’t know what it means or what to do but I felt a lot of things for her all of a sudden. Or is it sudden? I’ll have to read back on everything I’ve ever said about her because there has to be some build up or some something, right? You don’t get hit with feelings like that without them being there before, but how did I not REALIZE? Or did I? Have I been lying to myself?
My handwriting is insane. I look like a crazy person right now, but I can’t help it. I am into Quinn Fabray. I like her. I want to be with her. What the fuck? Not only that, but I was WITH her. Like... sexually. We hooked up, and it was... really hot, obviously. Quinn’s hot and I’m hot and I couldn’t stop looking at her. We did it together and then she had to leave the next morning and we haven’t even talked about it. What do I say? How do I act? I mean...
obviously I don’t wanna DROP her. I know that’s how I usually act, but I can’t with her. I don’t want to. I’ve always cared about Quinn, but this is next level stuff. This is a whole new level for our friendship... relationship, whatever, and I kinda am just trying to figure out what it all means. I mean, obviously I’m confident in one thing, and that’s that I like her. I want to be with her. Does she want to be with me? I mean, duh she wanted to have sex with me, but that’s one thing, especially for teenagers. Is it my job to determine what it all means for us next? Because the only thing is that I can’t stop thinking about her, and being with her, and it’s gonna actually make me crazy. I can’t just be friends with her after that, can I? I don’t want to be. Do I want the whole package? What if I screw it up, and we can’t even be friends after? I mean, I think our friendship is too strong for that, personally, but who knows? You can’t determine what’s gonna happen beforehand. I guess the only real decision is to wait and see how she acts if I start, like, flirting with her. That’s a good first step, huh? I wish you could actually give me stupid advice. Maybe I’d stop feeling so sick and turned on at once. Ugh.
⅋ - Bring my muse hot chocolate and a warm blanket
Lena still wasn’t sleeping and had taken to sitting in the living room, tv volume down low, watching movies. She didn’t know that anyone was still awake until she heard someone in the kitchen. Afraid it was one of her parents, Lena pulled her hoodie back on, only to sigh and slip it back off when a head of blonde hair appeared with a blanket and a mug of hot chocolate. Taking them from her sister, she sighed. “Thanks Q. I didn’t wake you up did I?”
What they define their relationship with your muse as: friends except he still isn’t sure why bc he’s a dumbass!
Something they like about your muse: quinn is willing to put up with his sass but she’s also not afraid to sass him right back and he can definitely appreciate that
Something they dislike about your muse: that she shushes him back when he clearly shushed her first and that’s just not cool. (in reality, maybe just that he doesn’t know what she’s thinking and it stresses him out a lil but like whATEVER)
Their first impression of your muse: she’s completely out of my league
Their impression of your muse now: she’s completely out of my league (but she somehow still talks to him??).
How they feel about your muse: he really likes talking to her. idk man he DIGS HER. like a lot
Something they are hiding from your muse: that he would totally be down to kiss her again lol
Something they wish they could to tell your muse: that he wants to kiss her again and kinda feels like there’s maybe something else there but he doesn’t know what she THINKS so he shuts up xoxo
