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Description: Tyler writes in his diary about meeting Y/N. Their conversation is awkward, and Tyler can't seem to speak.
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I met a girl today.
And no, I didn't just see a girl.
I actually talked to her.
She was beautiful too.
Her eyes are a crystal Y/E/C color.
And her astonishing Y/H/C hair. It was curly, and it looked like it could belong to an angel.
Sadly, I wasn't the one who went up to her. She was the one who came to me.
She saw me staring and walked over to say hi. I'm so stupid, I let her see me looking.
I'll never forget her voice. So sweet and soft, like a butterfly landing on your finger. You can barely feel it but you know it's there.
I don't know if that makes sense or not.
"Hi." She said.
But of course I couldn't speak. I tried to say 'hello' but it turned into me saying 'help.'
"Oh, with what? Is everything okay?" It took me a minute to realize I actual said 'help' instead of 'hello.'
"Huh?" I said.
"You said you needed help."
"No." I said blankly.
Of course, my heart was pumping at 1,000 miles an hour.
She nodded awkwardly and began to walk away. But I couldn't let this beautiful woman go.
"Can I have your number?"Â I asked. I'm better at texting than talking in real life anyways, so I'm glad I asked.
"Yeah! I was hoping you'd ask." She said.
Let's let that sink into your tiny brain. She HOPED for ME to ask her for HER NUMBER! Like What?
"What's your name?" She asked
I was being stupid and said 'huh?' As if I didn't hear her. But I did.
"Okay, well I'll make sure to add that to my contacts." She smiled.
Tyler Joseph Diary Entry
5/8/12
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Diary entries! Yeee! This is only part one. There will be more, they will just be scattered.