HELLO GUYS, I know I'm late for Heather day, shutup. It MIGHT be confusing and chaotic at first, but just stay with me, Kay?
(NOT BETA READ... BEWARE)

December 2nd,
   DEAR DIARY, William Matthew Solace was like a fricken ANGEL, I swear to all the gods. His blond hair was literally BILLOWING behind him, LIKE, DUDE, what is this?? A superhero movie or something? And his eyes, dear gods, HIS EYES. I thought i was staring into the ocean for a minute, well, I stared more than a minute, actually... AND HE's always acting so cool and lost in his thoughts and I just KNOW that he's thinking about me.

AND Octavian was lying, Okay? I was NOT staring and drooling over him in Math class. NOPE. NUH UH. NOT AT ALL. I didn't even notice the way his hair fell gracefully over his eyes when he bent down to pick a pencil.

AND AFTER CLASS HE LOOKED AT ME. And then he just LEANED over nonchalantly AND STARED AT ME. And I was like, STOP BEING SO HOT. Okay, I didn't say that.. but I was THINKING IT. And maybe... he liked me??????????
And he asked to borrow a pen... MY pen. I better start planning our wedding.

3rd December,
   AHSIQINDKSKAGRIW HEATHER DAY TODAY PEOPLE, AND ITS SNOWING. I saw Will again today, (if I didn't, I would be blind because he sat RIGHT in front of me, but for the sake of dramatics, let's ignore that) AND he was wearing a cute fuzzy black sweater. IT LOOKS AMAZING ON HIM. Although it also makes me wonder how he got that... i mean, Will usually has a VERY colorful wardrobe... I wonder who gave it to him. BUT I'm probably just imagining things, I mean WE ARE MEANT TO BE. Me and Will Solace, even my BROTHERS ship us. I'm going to ask him to prom tomorrow... FINGERS CROSSED HE'LL SAY YES

5/12/2023,
   I cannot even
this is not
   I can never understand him. Why would he turn me down??????????????

Aren't I amazing?

OH, TURNS OUT HE ALREADY HAS A DATE, awesome... JUST AWESOME.

guess I'll just go cry in my room then...

Will's POV
~•~December 2nd~•~
  Maths was INSANELY boring. I doodled on my paper for half of the period and only listened when the teacher started talking about trigonometry, THAT was important.

I wonder how Nico is doing right now, I snuck a glance behind me, and sure enough, just a few seats away, he was sitting on his chair, bouncing a little bit. He was the most amazing and adorable person in the WHOLE world. We were also going out... maybe... WELL, that doesn't matter. I'll ask him out to prom (if I don't chicken out first)  AND we'll be happy. I just hope I'm good enough for him and he doesn't see me as a freak and-

OKAY gods I'm clumsy. My pen had dropped and rolled to a rest next to my feet. I picked it up, brushing my messy hair away.
MENTAL REMINDER TO SELF: CUT IT (DONT LET MOM DO IT, SHE'LL RUIN YOUR HAIR)

The bell rung. Nico di Angelo was still at his table, leg bouncing and scribbling something on his paper. I realized that we were some of the last students left in class. Nico suddenly started packing his stuff, and STARTED WALKING TOWARDS ME. OKAY William Andrew Solace, BE CHILL.

I quickly turned around and asked the person behind me to borrow a pen. Nico walked passed us and I SWEAR he winked at me. OH MY GODS OH MY GODS OH MY GODS. 

~•~HEATHER's DAY~•~

"ITS SNOWINGGGG" my first thought when I stepped foot outside. my second thought was "oh schist, THAT IS COLD" I was Texas, so the winters there were usually WAY less severe.

I walked shivering to the bus station (he didn't get a coat because it's for the plot and the author is lazy to think of a reasonable excuse) where I was met with... DRUMROLL PLEASE... Percy Jackson

NOPE, just kidding. Nico was there, wearing this ADORABLE BLACK JACKET and like EARMUFFS. I am dying. Bury me PLEASE.

"Hi Will" he said, GRINNING.

I said "hi" back, but it probably sounded like something an orge would say. Like a grunt, more like.

He noticed I was shivering. "Are you cold?"

"No" I lied, my teeth chattering loudly.

Nico rolled his eyes.

A second later the jacket was draped onto me. Nico smiled. he does that a lot, I realized. It suits him a lot. "Aren't you cold?" I asked.

"Nah, I'm good"

~•~December 4th~•~
"WE KISSED. WE KISSED. OH MY GODS DAD, WE KISSED. MOM I NEED A SUIT FOR PROM. MATCHING SUITS. WITH GLITTER. YES."

"William, you've told us this ten times already, it's midnight, go to sleep, PLEASE"

~•~ December 5th~•~

I was floating down the hallways. I KISSED NICO DI FREAKING ANGELO. Percy and everyone else were rolling their eyes jokingly at me. I CAN SEE YOU DO THAT, LEO.

I almost bumped into someone. A girl, I think. She sat behind me in Maths. "HI WILL" she said, breathlessly. "Hi.. uh, Dew, is it?" "D R E W" she corrected. "Drew Tanaka"

She was very pretty, I could admit, I wonder why she was talking to someone like me. "WILL, would you go to prom with me?"

My heart stopped. "Prom?" I choked out. She nodded gleefully.

I looked to my friends for help. They were already halfway down the corridor, giving me encouraging thumbs up with grimacing faces. Betrayal.

"Uhh, drew, umm, I'm really sorry, but I'm already going with someone else..."

She looked like someone slapped her in the face with a Prada bag... or a brick... or a hand... or a blue plastic toothbrush...

And then she ran... typical how everyone does that when the author can't think of anything else for the characters to say.

I felt really bad for her, but for a girl with her looks, I was sure that there would be TONS of people wanting to go with her.

I was still thinking about her when my Boyfriend leaped onto me from behind and I melted into his embrace.

HOW WAS IT, 1088 WORDS, WHOOOO. Since I didn't write the dedication before, this is to Handcuffs_and_Iguana , THANK YOU FOR WVERYTHING.

P.s, When I first wrote Will's full name in Drew's perspective, this just shows how much Drew knows about Will, (which is frankly very little) except that he is good looking. AND you might've noticed how I've wrote the dates for Drew's diary differently and this just shows how messy and unpredictable she is...

THATS ALL THANK YOU.