I met him in fifth grade. He was loud, boisterous and obnoxious. All my friends told me that I shouldn’t fall in love with him, but I couldn’t resist. Kyoko was the uilus of my dreams.
His fur was a delicately beautiful shade of cream while mine was a dull brown. Sparkling emerald eyes and creamy feathers. He was perfect. And I? I looked like a piece of dirt.
Day after day, I followed him around like a sick puppy. The other girls flirted with him but I was always too shy to tell him how much I loved him. Sometimes, I would look up to find him staring at me, only to turn away in embarr***ment. It was as if he was ashamed to be seen with me. My heart was broken. Word got around that he was in love with some girl. That night, I cried for an hour before I could calm myself down.
The next morning, I woke up with circles around my eyes, matted feathers and a ho*** voice. Just great. I told my mom I didn’t want to go to school that day but she shoved me out the door.
“You can’t let boy trouble distract you from your studies!” she barked. I trudged to the bus stop miserably. The bus screeched to a stop just as I overheard some of the popular kids talking about Kyoko wanting to ask a girl out. I sighed in frustration. I wondered why I even bothered. Kyoko was obviously not gonna fall in love with someone like me. I not even brave enough to squish an ant.
As I forced my paws to carry me to math cl***, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, glaring only to have my heart drop to my paws when I saw that it was Kyoko. He flushed red and coughed.
“I…er…I was wondering if you’d like to go to the dance with me,” he stuttered. The dance! I had forgotten all about it.
I smiled. “Why yes, of course.” Kyoko grinned back and said,
“You know, I’ve always liked you since the minute I first saw you.”
We talked for what seemed like hours only to have the late bell interrupt us. I went to cl*** with a light heart that day. I’d like to say that was the start of a girlfriend-boyfriend relationship but it wasn’t. After two years, I fell for another uilus and Kyoko moved on.
The moral of this story? Never give up. Someday, you will get what you want if you work hard enough for it.
Yeah, that's my Diary.
My name is Mokka.
I'm a sepia uilus.
My story is...sad.
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