2.(Diary Of Zorianna)

ZORIANNA'S POV

With a sudden determination and a new zeal, I turned around, removed my hands from my hoodie pockets and pick up my bag from the rock.

With a satisfied smile, I quickly ran to the nearest bookstore.

An hour later, I was seated on my bed staring at the pretty girlie journal I got today, I decided to pen down something before leaving the hostel. Thankfully my bunkie wasn't around so I have all the privacy I wanted.

I was already dressed for my journey and have already sorted out my travel box and school bag.

I turned back to my journal, unstrapped it, then stared at the first page of the diary.

I inscribed my details quickly, using a capital letter to write my name ZORI then I started at the second page of the diary with the headline;

DEAR Future Husband,

*I've always want to do this, to write to you even though it might never get to you. To tell you about myself and how I want to be loved by you. How I will care for you and how I'll love you. How we'll build our home with God being our strong pillar and firm assurance.

I want to tell you every little detail about myself including how I grew up.

Dear future husband, I don't think we've ever met before but if we have, it's all good. I'll share with you my all. I want to tell you details of the guys I've ever loved and the ones that loved me, including my childhood crushes.

I don't find it embarrassing to do this, because one day I'll love you to have this book.

I was barely 9 years old when a boy first admired me, I think....*

FLASHBACK

NARRATIVE

The classroom was noisy and crowded as the kids have just heard the bell for lunch break ring. They all wanted to go out to play or get something to eat, and some were just going out for fun, after all they were all kids around the age of 9 to 11 in mid primary school.

Young Zorianna was swinging and hopping between empty seats and playing on her own after declining to go out and play with the rest of her friends.

She was the kind of kid to always mind her business, so she naturally wasn't concern about the group of boys sitting at a corner of the classroom and staring at her while muttering amongst themselves.

Soon a boy walked up to her and gave her a piece of note he had just received from the leader of their little boys clique.

Zori narrowed her eyes as she stared at the piece, unable to comprehend fully what the meaning of the words in there was.

"Emma, what's the meaning of this?" She asked referring to the note.

Emma chuckled indifferently and said.

"What do you mean? It's what's in there na. Jerry loves Tom and Tom loves Jerry." He said smugly.

Finally comprehending, Zori rolled her eyes to the boys at the other side. Her pretty big eyes met the flirtatious one of Jerry, the annoying but cute kid who's been trying to get her attention since she was transferred here. But to someone like her, the most brilliant student in the class, she naturally won't have anything to do with the clique of dull bullies in class.

Seeing her staring at him, Jerry smiled his most captivating smile or so he thought and even dared to wink at her.

Young Zoriana couldn't believe her eyes. She batted her lashes several times completely stunned that a small kid like him could do that.

She soon rolled her eyes away from them while frowning in displeasure. Finding Emma still standing by her side, she couldn't help squeezing the piece of paper and throwing it far away.

Then without a word, she turned and walk back to her seat, leaving them speechless.

BACK TO PRESENT

ZORIANNA'S POV

*...I didn't see Jerry again for some years until he showed up when I was in Junior High Two, at my school's graduation ceremony. After graduating from primary school, my parents changed my school to another so it's been long we met. Ever since then till this day, I haven't set my eyes on Jerry but I've seen Emma and few of his other friends several times.*

I penned down the last line with a satisfactory smile before reading it all over again.

Just as I made to close the diary, the door opened and I raised my head to see Sonia my bunky, walking in looking so low-spirited, while dragging her luggage along side her.

"Sonia, what is it? Are you okay? Why are your dragging your bags back in? Or you aren't leaving today again?" I hurriedly, yet curiously asked.

She sank down heavily on her chair before looking at me with such pitiable weak eyes.

"We can't go home now. Professor Bunmi said we have to stay back in school due to some projects our department would be working on for at least, a week." She finally dropped the bomb shell.

"What??!" I gasped.