2022 | when we met. d/diary.

after we met. d/diary.

Note: this is stolen from myself. It’s from the 2018 A-to-Z challenge, when I wrote a story (based on my real-life college experience) as a series of diary entries. Last year, I stole the entry where I meet the guy. This year is also stolen from that story. 

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Two days later.

Dear Diary,

His name is Ethan.

I should probably stop calling him Mr. Hottie. If I don’t, I might slip and call him that to his face. That would be humiliating.

I’m fucking twenty years old… I’m not a child anymore. But when I’m sitting in Chem beside Mr. Hottie… oops, I mean Ethan, I feel like I’m thirteen years old again. It’s almost impossible for me to keep from blushing and getting all giggly when he talks to me. Especially with that voice. Even when he whispers it’s sexy as hell. Maybe especially when he whispers. And when he says my name. And when he says chemistry things. Or when he says… anything. God, I need to stop. Fuck… he probably has a girlfriend.

But it’s not just his voice… or his whispers. It’s just him. He’s so sweet. And he’s funny. He makes the same stupid kinds of jokes I make. I love that. We got in a little bit of trouble because of it this morning. He was drawing faces in his notebook during class while Professor Doctor Strange was talking. I think he was bored. But he was adorable… and the expressions on his little faces were funny. And I kind of let a little laugh slip out. And so did he. And we got caught.

Oops.

Totally worth it, though.

♥

I love those eyes. And those forearms. And…
Hot guy: Jon Kortajarena (Spanish Model)

p.s. — I forgot that D was a cheat… so I was able to catch up. But after some things that happened today, I’m not sure how my writing will go tomorrow.
p.p.s. — If you would like to read the original Dear Diary story, you can! Dear Diary | A to Z 2018

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