Bailey - June 5th
Shit, I fell asleep with my pen in hand last time I wrote in here.
Whoops.
Must be a theme since I fell asleep on the couch last night. Maybe I was waiting up to catch a glimpse of Leon when the guys got home… Okay, I definitely was.
Putting on Scream for the hundredth time wasn’t a good idea though. I was knocked out seconds after Ghostface tells Casey he wants to play a game. Next thing I know, I woke up this morning, covered in Mom’s throw blanket which was in the storage ottoman, the TV turned off, and curtains drawn.
It could have been anyone in the house. But Mom and Dad were already in bed watching Law and Order when I started my movie and I know Jasper and Damon aren’t usually that considerate. Nothing bad but they’re in their own world.
It had to have been Leon.
I’m thinking about saying something to him. Except, I have no idea how to bring it up. He’s not like any of the guys I’ve talked to and that scares me more than I’d ever admit to anyone.
I wish I had someone to go to for advice, but all my friends are busy doing amazing things this summer.
Chloe is backpacking through Europe with her family.
Rachel is road-tripping across the country to go to her cousin’s wedding in California.
And anyone else is either happily coupled or we’re not close enough to talk guy stuff with. They don’t need me to bother them.
Which is probably why I’ve been using this journal like a lovesick eleven-year-old with a crush. It’s helping though… getting my thoughts on paper.
I guess I’ll write again if I ever get up the nerve to really talk to him.