Here's the thing: I've got this awesome story going on, and I don't know if my characters Jessie and Friday should end up as a happy couple or if they should 'Just be friends'. Help me, Please! Dear Journal, Sometimes I wish I was somebody else. Or that I had never met her. Well, technically I haven’t met her, she’s my little sisters best friend. She’s so cute. And even though she’s only eleven, she has a great personality and mind. Okay, now I just sound like mom. All, ‘ Oooh! My students are so open-minded! They understand and except all concepts!’. Ugh. That is so lame and nerdy. Okay, I know it’s kinda mean and rude and that she HATES stereotypes but, I can’t help it. Dear Journal, Today I caught her staring at me. Maybe she feels the same way. Or maybe I had spinach caught in my teeth. She had a expression of either dreamy looove or discomfort. By the way, I took some random pictures of me. Here’s my favourite one: [RIGHT HERE IS A PICTURE] That’s me, Jessie. Here’s a picture of her[I jacked it from Brandy, my little sis]: [RIGHT HERE IS A PICTURE] ←That’s her, Friday. I so wish i had her as my girlfriend. We’d kiss and hold hands and... Okay that is sorta looking too far into the future. B.R.B. gotta get the phone. Later... Whoa! Friday just called and asked for ME! Me, Jessie Ryan Fido. Wow. And guess what she said. She told me to tell Brandy(who just happens to be at Dance) that she was coming for dinner. Our parents invited her. Whoa, i just thought of something. What am i going to wear?!? Cya later, I gotta go pick something! [Wow. That sounds really girly and lame. Ugh. I think I’m turning into a girl... ] Dear Journal, Wow. That was perfect! She laughed at all my jokes and our parents even joked that we would make a good couple, if it weren’t for the age difference[BTW, her mom & dad came, too]. And then Minnie[her mom] was all “It’s not that much, they could actually date. We should set that up! So, Jessie, how do you feel about The Java Express? That coffee shop n the corner of-” And both Brandy and Friday interrupted. Friday with “MOM!” and Brandy with “Umm, Minnie, that’d never EVER work. EVER!” Mrs. Young, at that point looked utterly disappointed. “Oh.” She skulked like that for about five minutes. Then she joined my parents in their gushing about Brandy future as an ‘Interior Designer.’ Which basically means she paints walls inside houses. All the while Brandy just beamed like the sun. Disgusting. Dear Journal, Friday asked me out. Friday asked me out! FRIDAY ASKED ME OUT! OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD! We’re going to The Java Express tomorrow. For lunch. Oh my. Oh my. Oh, BTW, tips are welcome!