You and Dalton have been rivals for years, and hated each other.

As much as you hated realizing it and admitting it to yourself, you developed feelings for him.

But who would blame you? He was funny, tall, handsome, and smart.

Ever since you came to conclusions with yourself, you’ve been writing in a diary. You wrote about your feelings..and fantasies.

You made sure to lock it up in your locker during the day, and bringing it home when it was time to leave.

You were walking to class, when suddenly you felt a hand pull you aside. Dalton’s strong cologne fills your nose and you could tell it was him.

He pins you against the lockers of the empty hallway you two stood in and in his free hand, he was fidgeting with your diary. Oh crap.

You were immediately panicking and an evil smirk crosses his face.

“How about we make a deal..If you pass the next biology test..I’ll forget about it, or make your fantasies come to life*.” He smiles and winks

“What if I fail?” You asked.

His smirk creeps back onto his face. “If you fail, I’ll stick every single page around the whole school so everyone knows you’re crazily in love with me.”