Diary of a 6th Grade Girl #1: How to Survive Middle School by Claudia Lamadre Read Free Book Online Page A

understands boys a lot more than I do.

Day 8
    Dear Diary,
    I didn’t have to ask Anna about my problem—she already knew! Apparently even the 8 th graders know that I like Kyle. It’s okay though, because right when she was telling me how to fix it, the phone rang. My mom brought the phone into my room and told me that it was a boy from school, who was looking for me.
    I took the phone, and I was really confused. As soon as I said hello, and I heard Kyle respond, I couldn’t stop blushing. I almost hung up because I was so surprised that he had called me.
    And, guess what he wanted to talk about?
    He said that he was trying to talk to me at lunch time, but I left too quickly. Kyle told me that he really likes me, and he even said that he thinks I’m pretty!! I couldn’t stop giggling and blushing when he said that. Now I understand why all the girls do that in the movies. It gets even better than that though.
    After a few minutes of talking, he was quiet for a few minutes, and then I could hear him try to say something. He was actually shy about it! When he did finally talk, he asked me if I wanted to go to the movies with him tomorrow (Sunday) or hang out and get some pizza or something. I can’t believe this is happening!
    My parents said it’s alright if I go, but they want Anna to come with me. Anna told me a few minutes ago that she’ll leave us alone and go see a movie with her own boyfriend. That’s so cool, I can’t wait!

Day 9
    Dear Diary,
    I’m about to leave to go and meet Kyle. I don’t think we’re going to the movies, but we’ll be at the mall. Maybe we’ll go to the food court and hang out and talk. I’m kind of hoping that Kristy and her popular friends are there, so they can see that Kyle likes me instead. Is it mean that I want her to be jealous of me for a change?
    I borrowed some of Anna’s makeup, since hers is a lot nicer than the things that I have. Everyone in my house keeps telling me how pretty I look. I’m wearing sparkly eye shadow, and some shimmery lip gloss, and I’m wearing a white skirt with a light blue t-shirt. It’s really pretty, I think. My parents even gave me some money so that I can pay for my own things. This is going to be really fun, but I’m kind of shy.

Day 10
    Dear Diary,
    Today is actually Tuesday. I didn’t get the chance to write in my diary when I got home from my time with Kyle (I think it was a date, but I’m not sure). And yesterday, Monday, I had too much homework, so I just went to bed when I finished it. But I want to write all about what happened!
    Kyle and I did end up going to the movies, and we watched a romance movie. He let me pick, which was really nice of him. He didn’t even complain that it was kind of girly, and I noticed that he was looking at me every time I turned to look at him. It gave me butterflies in my stomach every time our eyes met. And guess what happened right in the middle of a kissing scene?!
    He reached over, and I saw his hand was shaking a little bit, and he took my hand in his. I was nervous, and I didn’t want my hand to be sweaty, but I held his hand for the rest of the movie.
    After the movie, he picked the restaurant since I got to pick the movie we went to. He chose this little pizza place farther away from the mall. We had to wait for Anna to come out of a horror movie with her boyfriend, and then we walked together to the pizza place.
    I was embarrassed that Anna had to come with us, but she gave us our space, and I was glad that I could watch and see what she did. I felt shy eating in front of Kyle, so I just did what she did with her boyfriend. They sat at the same table with us, but they left pretty soon so they could go kiss or something.
    Kyle held my hand again, and we talked for a while. He even asked me if it was true that I liked him. I told him yes, and I know my cheeks must have been bright pink. He smiled at me and told me that he liked me too, but he was too shy before to say anything.
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