Dear Diary,
                                      August 8th 2019

I woke up to Spongebob Square Pants, song for my alarm. I picked up my phone to see that it was 6:00 am. I grumbled and turned it off. Got my glasses and went to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Patton!"

I looked to see my mom and waved. I didn't want to get up. Plus I was up until midnight last night.

"Are you okay, Patton?" Said my mom.

"I'm good. I just couldn't get to sleep." I rubbed my eyes and saw that my mom had made pancakes. My favorite!

I smiled widely and dug in.

Once I was finished I went up stairs to get dressed. I had my shirt with a collar and my cat hoodie. But I can't get a real kitty. Hmph. But at least I get to see my friend, Logan.

We've known each other for a long time. I think scence...kindergarten? He's not the best at emotions, so I help him understand them. Most of the time it's about school work. Or sadness.

I went downstairs and left to catch the bus.

"Patton! Your lunch!" My mom came running out side and handed me my lunch box.

It was teal covered with dog's and cat's on it.

The school bus pulled up to my house my mom waved me goodbye and I hoped on. Once I was on the bus I walked down the isail and tried to look for Logan. He was sitting the in seat second to last seat.

"Logan!" I said and ran to where he was and hugged him.

He hugged me back, then let go. I kept hugging him.

"Patton, will you stop?" Logan said.

I shook my head, "No. Plus you were on vacation for the whole summer. So I'll never let go."

"Didn't I call you a few times?"

I shook my head. "Yeah, but I didn't see you."

He sighed excepting his fate. I let go. A/N: I'm not sorry for this.... LET IT GO! LET IT GO~!

"What cha' reading there, Logan?"

He looked up from his book and showed me the cover. It read: 'The Murder of Roger Ackroyd.'

It looked fimimller. "Haven't you read that before?"

"Yes, but I thought I might read it again."

I shook my head and he turned back to the book. It was too early so I feel asleep.

~~~Time pass~~~

"Patton, Wake up we're at school." I heard someone say.

I sat up. "I didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

"Why not? "

I shrugged. "I guess I got excited that I was gonna to see you."

"It's going to, Patton. "

I rolled my eyes and stood up. Once we got to our locker we headed to our first class. (Me and Logan have every class together. Which I like.)

Our first class Math. One of my worst subjects. Because I never understood it but I can work through it.

The bell rang and class started.

"Ok class, I will take attendance and say here. "

Oh, I almost forgot to say that, for some reason, we have home room at the end of the day. Which is weird.

The teacher called me and my shot my head up. "Oh, um, here. "

"Thank you, Patton Morality. And do you say the T's like T's or-"

"The T's are said like T's." I intruebted.

The teacher shook her head and continued doing attendance.

~~~Time skip~~~ (I got lazy)

It was the end of the day and we had to go to home. I wish I could have a sleep over. But mommy, a/n(someone get the bleach) , won't let me have one on the week day. Just on the weekend. Mph.

They called mine and Logan's bus. Once we got on the bus we didn't talk because Logan was reading but I tried to strike a conversation.

"Hi Lo'. "

He closed his book, looked at me and smiled. "Hello, Patton. How was your day? "

I didn't give that far but, okay.

"G-good."

'Why am I stuttering?'

Logan looked confused. "Is everything alright, Patton?"

I scrambled my head out of my thoughts and shook my head. "Yeah I'm good. How was your day? "

He was trying to find an answer until he finally said, "Just normal. "

I shook my head.

We sat in silence for the whole ride. I had to tell Logan that we're at his bus stop. Because he's always 5 feet into a book. His bus stop is the second to last and mine is the last. So in other words he gets off before me.

~~~~Tine pass~~~~

Once I got home I went up to my mom and asked if I could have a sleep over with Logan on Friday.

She said, "Yes."

Yay! The first time I had a sleep over with Logan we had to meet his parents. Mrs. Lessons and Mr. Lessons.

I think it's a weird last name. But I can't judge.

But at least I got to see Logan. And no, I don't like. Well.... I do but he won't take it romantically. He'll take it like I like how as a friend likeing...?

I don't think that's a word.

My phone went off. So I have to go to bed.

Bye!