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(Hi everyone, Shootstar here. As this is a diary, please don't post, and no real names for strangers. Other than that, everything happening here is completely and utterly true. Thank you for reading this. I may just as well take this as an opportunity to brush up on my writing skills...)

As the moon gleams, I look out the window.

It's 11:06 PM. I'm sitting in my room, writing away in this journal. My brother, Flamer, is sitting on the bed.

Another day, another 24 hours away.

Flamer crouches silently next to me, reading what I've written. I can smell the tangerine he ate for dessert, the adorable little nose wrinkling as he sees what I've written.

I brush him away and move to the bed. He yawns something about wanting to go to sleep, but I ignore him.

Since the day I recieved that scholarship, I've been thinking about my friends... my classmates, my family... my crush.

I wonder what he would think. It's a shame that I'll only going to be seeing him for the next two months.

Goodnight. I'll talk to you later.

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Listening to River Flows In You, Shootstar tried to recollect her thoughts.

Her crush on her classmate was probably one-sided, but she just couldn't help but look at him... and fall head over heels.

Groaning, the avid dreamer turned to a chocolate bowl, and picked out a kitkat.

Oh, why couldn't her relationships end well!

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