Emily%27s Diary - Chapter 1 Direct

Then, on the bus ride home, I saw him. The boy from the diner last spring. The one with the blue hoodie and the eyes that look like they’ve seen a war. I didn't know he went to our school. He wasn't in any of my classes before. He sat three rows ahead. He was reading a book with no title on the cover.

Emily has just picked up her pen (or opened her laptop). The page is blank. The story is waiting. And for those who step through the door of Chapter 1, the question is never if they will return for Chapter 2, but how soon . emily%27s diary - chapter 1

I ate lunch in the art room. Mr. Chen leaves the door unlocked. I drew a tree that looked like a lung. It felt right. Then, on the bus ride home, I saw him