Hey diary, its me again...

I opened a picture book. On the front page were me and Ryan. I had to be 3 or so. We were so tiny so innocent yet he still was protecting me. Maybe it’s just his instinct to do so. Every picture of us he was watching me. Holding on. I looked at my clock Brendon would be here any minute. I had no idea what to do. Should Bec come over or Michelle? I think Bec. I didn’t want Ryan to be making out with anyone so I knew that was a safe choice.
“RYANNNNNN”
“What you little butt”
“Bec’s here!”
“Oh okk”
Yes he was occupied. Me and Brendon could go sneak away and live happily ever after until she leaves. Lets just hope she stays long.
I grabbed Brendon’s hand and we trailed up the stairs, giggling like hyenas. I was in for something I knew it.