dear diary | m – melting point #atozchallenge

Posted on 14 April 2018 by what sandra thinks

Dear Diary,

Last night I was interrupted by Randy’s music… and then we started talking… and it got late… and I crashed. But I have to write about the rest of ‘library night’… so I can read it over and over again and relive it every time…

Ethan and I really did study. But we also had fun. So much fun. He laughed at me for my diligent color-coded highlighting all over my book. And I teased him about the study cards he made. But those turned out to be really helpful. In more ways than one…

We split the cards and quizzed each other. He asked me one of the study card questions—the melting point of mercury. I didn’t know the answer. Mostly because I was at my melting point. I pretended to be thinking… concentrating. But I was faking it. I grabbed the card out of his hand. When he tried to get it back, I extended my arm behind me and leaned away from him. But being the perfect guy that he is, he leaned with me, reaching for the card.

Dear God, he was practically on top of me. I wanted to toss the card, grab his head in my hands, and kiss him. Oh, I didn’t. But the moment kind of… lingered. And I caught his eyes and forgot everything. And after that perfect lingering moment, he grabbed the card from me and sat up.

He was closer to me after that. Knees touching. Nudging me with his shoulder. Touching my arm. But we just studied.

I think.

And the melting point of mercury is 234.32 kelvins.

what sandra thinks

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‘Dear Diary’ is fiction based on actual events.
Any similarities to your college life is purely coincidental.
Any similarities to mine is entirely intentional.

©2018 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy, too. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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27 Responses to dear diary | m – melting point #atozchallenge

  1. Marquessa says:
    14 April 2018 at 7:17 am

    Ahh…the days of having a crush and analyzing with every little thing they say…😍

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  2. sonofabeach96 says:
    14 April 2018 at 7:56 am

    Just studying my ass. 😏

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  4. Meg says:
    14 April 2018 at 9:19 am

    And yet he’s a gentleman – not acting too fast. I love it! I’d be melting too!

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  6. Bobby Mishra says:
    14 April 2018 at 10:18 am

    The color-coded highlinghting nd d library stuff’s reminded of those feelngs which r beyound d expression💓…too gud sandra!

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  7. Jacqui Murray says:
    14 April 2018 at 11:03 am

    Who says chemistry isn’t inspiring? Hmm??

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  9. Peter's pondering says:
    14 April 2018 at 5:08 pm

    I’m more interested to hear what the boiling point was!

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  10. TheDreamGirlWrites says:
    16 April 2018 at 7:33 am

    This post is too cute!!
    I love this series 🙂

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  11. jrvincente says:
    16 April 2018 at 9:09 pm

    It’s all about the body language! Hot!

    Jayden R. Vincente
    Erotic Fiction Writer

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