Everyone looked at me in shock.

"We don't hate you," Andrew said.

"Hey, Brylee. I noticed you have a diary. Can I see it?" Claire asked.

"Yeah but don't read the last paragraph in today's entry."

Claire read it. She flipped to today's entry.

"Dear diary, I'm on my way to detention, this is my first time in detention. I wonder if my secret crush will be there. Wish me luck!"

"Secret crush, huh," Andrew said.

"Fuck," I silently said.

"Uh oh, seems like she's got a crush on one of the boys. The second and last paragraph reveals who it is."

"Don't read it!" I yelled.

"Tell them."

"No."

"Either you tell or I will."

I stayed silent.

"Fine, you leave me no choice."

She read the entry. I laid my head down in embarassment.

"Dear diary, right now I'm in detention. My secret crush, John Bender is here!-"

They were in shock, especialy John.

"What!?" Andrew said.

"You got a crush on Bender!?" Brian said.

Andrew and Brian started laughing.

"Nice going, Claire!"

I was so embarassed I got up and walked across the floor to the bookshelves.

"Brylee, get back here!" Andrew shouted.

I walked back, a bit calm.

"Don't you ever judge me like that again!"

"We're sorry, Brylee."

"Nah, Claire's the one that shoud be sorry! I regret letting her read my diary. It's a stupid thing to do, I know. Keeping a diary is stupid!"

"No, it's not. I own one too, it's ok to have personal thoughts," Allison said.

"Thank you, Allison. You guys are so nice sometimes, I would love to be your friend. I don't have any friends anyways."

"Because your always quiet. You never talk unless your spoken to by a teacher. When you do talk, you either talk really fast or stutter," John said.

"Well, you act like you hate the entire world. You think everything's a big joke to you, with your sarcasm."

"Wait," Andrew said.

"What?"

"I have an idea. Brylee, I think this is an easy way to get to know us all. You go around and tell us what you like about us and or tell us what we have in common. We shake hands when we're done."

"Sounds good to me," Allison said.

"We're doing this to help Brylee, she is starting to get comfortable around us."

I nodded. I started with Allison.

"Allison, I noticed that Prince record you had during lunch. Prince is alright. I love music just like you."

"What are you into?"

"Bowie."

"Me too."

"What I like about you is that we could probably get along better than the rest of us. We'll make good besties."

We shook hands. It was Andrew's turn.

"Andrew, you're nice but you can't think for yourself which is me sometimes. Low self esteem and confidence did it to me. Even though I'm not into sports, you're pretty cool."

We shook hands. It was Brians turn.

"Brian, we're both intelligent. You're very sweet and that's all that matters."

We shook hands. It was Claire's turn.

"Claire, you look pretty with and without makeup on. I rarely wear makeup, when I do, I always get comments like 'You look so pretty! Mascara brings out your hazel eyes!' My eye's aren't hazel, they're more of a goldish color which goes with my hair really good. I don't think I'm pretty."

"Yes, you are pretty."

"Thanks, Claire. Oh, and I always wanted red hair."

We shook hands. Then, the moment of truth, John.

"John, both of us have been through a lot, with our parents and all. I have a crush on you, I've had it since freshman year and manage to keep it a secret for this long."

"Why'd you keep it a secret?"

"Because, if I told you, you'll say right to my face you don't like me back. Another reason why I kept it a secret. I'm scared of you! It's your rep that scares me...Ok, this is going to be bad."

I felt sick to my stomach.

"You wanted to ask me out but you were too afraid to say it."

"Yeah. John, let me tell you something, I may not be perfect but you could at least give me a chance. I don't dress like a slut or wear shit loads of makeup. What matter's most is what's in your heart."

I started to cry.

"The main reason I like you is because, you maybe rude and sarcastic but I know deep down, you have a heart of pure gold!"

John looked at me he like was seeing a dying animal in a movie. I stopped crying.

"What else do you have in common with me?"

"We both like rock music. I saw the posters in your locker, The Doors. You like Bowie?"

"I'd prefer Ziggy Stardust."

"Close enough."

"I'll tell you what, Absher. I like you back, but let's stick to being friends for now, and we'll go from there. Ok?"

"Sure, it's cool."

We shook hands. Finally!

"By the way, Brylee, that was sweet of you to give me half your sandwich, I enjoyed it."

"Thanks."

"Alright! That's settled. Let's go cheer ourselves up," Andrew said.

We put on some music and danced.