Masterpeice

June 5, 2007

I went to school today. First time in ages. I missed a lot. Mid terms are in 3 weeks. Not a lot of time for a girl who missed a month of school. I couldn't go knowing that she wouldn't be there. Stacy Nelson, was my best friend. She is my best friend. I miss her to bits. She disappeared on May 3rd. No one has seen her since our shift at the diner. Slim's. Her shift was over so she said her goodbyes, and walked out the door. That's the last time anyone has seen her. He car was still in the damn parking lot. Right next to mine. We have looked everywhere. Her apartment. Her classes. anywhere where we think she might have went. When we could not find her we hung posters all over town. Put an add in the local paper. There was even a reward for her return. Still Nothing. It doesn't feel right sitting in our criminal justice class without her next to me to flick paper balls at the kids in front of us. She was such a goofball but she had the highest scores in our class. No doubt she would've made an amazing lawyer. I miss her. God I miss her. She was my sister. I don't think ill be the same until I have closure. I'll just have to go everyday hoping she's alive and well. Until we meet again.

- Claire

Signing my signature I closed the journal and sighed. I took a look around the little quaint coffee shop I had stumbled into when it started raining. It was cute. Little vintage pictures and the sweet smell of expresso made it seem like a little home away from home. I've been in here before. I always get the same thing. Flat white, with an extra shot. I've actually been here so many times I can come in and the barista already knows what I want. I don't even have to ask anymore.

I took the last sip and left my tip and headed out the door. The rain was still coming down but not enough that I cant walk home. I have about an hour until my shift at Slim's starts. I needed to get home so I could change into my uniform. As I rounded the corner one block from my building, I bumped into someone causing my journal to fall to the ground as well as their drink.

"Oh my God I'm so sorry. I should've been looking where I was going." I spoke picking up my journal. I didn't hear a response so I looked up to see who I bumped into. It was a man with jet black hair and visible tattoos up his neck. He didn't speak at all he just looked at me.

"I'm sorry about your coffee. Here you can buy yourself another there's a cute coffee shop just around the corner." I spoke as I handed him five pounds. He still say anything so I just stuck the note into his shirt pocket and left. I turned to look at him and he had turned as well just staring at me. I started walking a little quicker hoping he wouldn't follow me or anything and trudged up the stairs of my building.

I walked up to the elevator pressed the 12th floor and entered my apartment. I changed into my uniform which consisted of a pair of white shorts with an orange shirt that read Slim's on the front and "We live to serve" on the back. I tied my apron around my waist and grabbed my roller skates ready for another days work. I got back in the elevator and went to the garage to get my car and drove off to Slim's.

...

"Welcome to Slim's!!"

The same thing we yell as someone walks into the diner. I was currently refilling a water for the costumers at table 6. I smiled and went to serve the old couple who had just walked in. They were very sweet thankfully. I took their orders and skated back to the ticket booth so our cook Rob could whip them up their orders. I looked over to the clock. Only 4 more hours to go.

As my shift rounded to a close I took my skates off and replaced them with my converse. I said my goodbyes and headed to my car. I was dark by now my shift ends at 9 everyday. As I was walking to my car I started to get kind of get nervous. Ever since Stacy disappeared I've been nervous to walk to my car after work. I unlocked it and threw my skates I the back seat. I went to open the driver side door when I felt something cold and wet on my face. I struggled to breathe, but every breath I took made me even more sleepy. As I was just about to pass out the last thing I could see was jet black hair.

Notes

"I could never love someone who has caused so much hurt, pain, and stress in my life. I hate you with everything I have. I never want to see you again. You told me you would change, but the only thing you did was change me and now.. you cant undo what damage you have done. So fuck you and everything you stand for. I hate you. I hate you Zayn Malik!"