Your P.O.V

I grunted as I dodged the attack sent by the Kagare. 

I flipped backwards and crashed into one of the buildings a coughed up some blood. 

This Kagare... it should be easy for me to defeat... I thought as I picked myself up.

My head has been spinning with the vision of when Benio and Rukoru were kissing. 

I was able o finish off the Kagare despite my thoughts and returned to the real world. 

I groaned in pain and held my side as I limped back home and showered. 

I sat on my bed and played this romance game on my phone called Modern Cinderella. It's a nice game. 

I got a call from Rukuro but declined it. I've been trying to ignore the two of them since their kiss. 

I need someone to vent too, I thought. I mean, what's better than talking about all your problems with someone - or rather something - you trust. 

I climbed out of bed and walked to my dresser to grab my beloved diary. 

I sat criss-cross applesauce on the floor with the support of the walla ad chewed on my pen as I wondered what write about. 

The deal?

The big move?

The kiss?

My feelings?

Everything?

I shrugged it off and decided to just let myself write. 

I started off with the header, as always, and began writing. 

My new room                                                                           5:26 pm                                                                 5/26  

Dear Kiti, 

It's been a while since I last written in you. How have you been? I've been so confused and sad and angry about all the events that are happening. First, I find out I have to move in with a bunch of random boys, then I find out that one of them, Rukoru, was another survivor of the accident too! Then, Benio comes in the picture. And then this random eyepatch boy comes and makes a deal, which I accept. And it turns out that  Ruko-chan and her are the Twin Star Exorcists who need to make a powerful baby before the world is destroyed--or something like that. I am currently ignoring Benio and Rukoru because I saw them kiss. It hurt, a lot. I'm not really sure what to do anymore. It kinda feels like I'm on a rollercoaster. At first, you don't think anything serious or fun is gonna happen, then there's just this big hill-type thingy and I go down. I think I'm on that part now 'cause whenever I get to that point on a rollercoaster my stomach doesn't feel very well. 

I just realized how much I wrote. It's a lot. Sorry to push all of this on you. Also, did you notice how I wrote at the time of the date of this day? It's cool, huh?  Anyhow, I should get going and eat something. My stomach is angry. I'll make sure to update you on everything that's happening, 'kay? Later alligator! 

I closed up my diary and sat it back down on my dresser and walked into the kitchen to make some food. 

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I'm extremely sorry about not updating and for such a short chapter. I'm just having a bit of writer's block. If any of you little pandas have ideas, feel free to either comment or pm me. 

Peace! ✌