Outcast For Being Different ("JDT") [Pet Diary]

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This is a new Pet Diary by me, Miny. I've made one other pet diary, but in the end, it was indeed the end. Now it's time for a new one. This is the beginning of OFBD.

Preface
And in that moment, I found myself alone. Just because I changed my outfit, I sat alone. In a crowded lunch room, people happily chattered. Except for me. Because the moment I set my tray down at my usual table, my "friends" scoffed, stood up, and left me behind. I was all alone. My eyes drifted over my new attire. It was certainly different. I wasn't even sure I understood where I was going with it. But what did it matter? Why was I the only one at a table, because of the way I decided to dress? I wanted to be myself, not be alone. But, in that moment, something possessed me to look up. There was a new kid strolling into the lunchroom. He looked around cautiously before heading to buy his lunch. The thing that was most intriguing about him, was that he didn't blend in either- yet he held his head high. He was proud of his differences.

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Entry One



I decided this morning that I wanted to take down my life. That way, if I ever need anything, I can look back and see what I've successfully gotten through; so I have the courage to keep moving. Okay. That's not the reason. I didn't want to do this. My dad wanted me to do this. Since I won't talk to him about my "feelings" he seems to think I need a diary. But you won't be a diary. Or will you. Whatever, that's not the point. The point is I'm being forced to write in you. Oh yeah, I'm raised by my dad. It's a long story that I don't feel like going through.

But anyways.
Hi, there. I'm Kylie. Obviously, I'm just your average, run-of-the-mill, white dog. I'm seventeen right now. I live in a small town called Locamie (pronounced loh-came). I'm going to the Locamie High School, where it's quite easy to blend in. Quite easy. Really, there are groups of people who act just like each other all the time. Maybe I'll cut out some pictures from last years yearbook and tape them in here for proof. Let's see... What do you need to know about me? Hmm. Well. I have different musical taste then basically all the other kids at school. All the girls like that bubble-gum pop stuff. Me, I like mild to medium rock. They think I'm weird for that. But I do have friends. Three best friends, to be exact. I'll get their pictures later. I think I'll make a picture reference place when I'm done writing.

And let's not forget something. I will not be writing in present tense all the time. I'll probably just write in you at night before bed. I have a very good memory so it shouldn't be too awful hard to remember what happened. No, really. I have one of the best memories in the entire town. But with only three-hundred some odd other residents, it ain't hard.

But I guess that's all for now. For now. I think I'll talk to you later. I'll put my pictures of everyone below.

-Kylie
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Best Friend #1 (Juan, Male)

Best Friend #2 (Moon, Female)

Best Friend #3 (Belle, Female)

My Dad (Marshall)

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Entry Two



Hey there again, journal/diary thing. I told you I'd write in you every night. And since I wrote in you this morning before school, I figured it was time to take down what happened at school today. Just know I complain a lot about my school.

So first I drove into the parking lot. I choose the spot farthest from the door. There was less cars parked over there- and I didn't need my car getting a dent. Kids at that school just throw their doors open, not a care in the world. If they dent a car, it's just like "Oh well!" I turned the car off and grabbed my book bag from the passenger seat. My book bag is a one "over-shoulder" strap that's tan colored, with a black rose in the bottom right corner. I slung it over my shoulder and got out of the car, careful to lock it. I didn't need anybody trying to steal it.
As I was walking through the parking lot I looked around. And there, in the same place as usual, sat Bailey's red convertible. She was leaning against it, her scarf floating in the wind. Her "posse" of her two sisters; Britney and Sandy, stood leaned against her car, also, chatting with each other. Britney wore a very old-fashioned dress with a black scarf. Wait- Britney was wearing something black? That was something you didn't see every day. Sandy's outfit was by far the most simple, as she just wore a green t-shirt and a bracelet, while she grasped a cup of cocoa (probably from 7-11) in her paws. Oh right. I should probably mention that Bailey, Britney, and Sandy are the popular girls in our school. I hate them. And they hate me.

I sighed as I went to walk by them. Today I wore an orange dress from Halloween- it was the only thing that was decent to wear outside. All my other stuff was in the wash. Just like everyday, Bailey made fun of my outfit. I'll write her words with my blue pen, and I'll just keep using the black one for my words.

"Hey, Kylie! May I ask what the tail you're wearing? I must say, this has got to be one of the worst things you've ever been seen in. Not that you have any taste, anyways."
"Yeah. Thanks, Bailey. I'm so sorry my dress isn't nice enough for you."
"Ha! You're dang right it isn't good enough. I don't even know what you saw in it at the store. Pft. Then again, it probably came from a Thrift Store, right?"

I sighed and looked up. My friend Juan was walking up. Somebody to save me. He growled at Bailey and her sisters a little bit and lead me to the front door of the school. "You should stop talking to them, you know." He said to me. I sighed.
"It's not fault they pick on my clothes," I said to him. Under my breath I whispered to myself. "Jerks."

A few classes later (math, geography, lab, and gym to be exact), I walked briskly down the hall to get to the lunch room. I went and sat at the usual table, where Juan, Moon, and Belle quickly joined me. We chatted about how we hated our teachers, how hard our classes were, and Belle complained about how her lab partner accidentally spilled their whatever-it-was on her new shirt. The last few classes (French, literature, and music) went by quickly. I remember running through the parking lot towards my car. I had to bite my tongue to not start scream when I saw the key scratch along the entire length of the car.

It wasn't much of a mystery who could have done it. I looked towards her car, and there Britney stood, twirling her key around in her paws. I would get my revenge, thank you. I threw my bag into the passenger seat and drove home, my face bright red. I was so mad. I'd get my revenge.

Crud. My dad says I should turn out the light and go to sleep. Good night journal. Good night.

-Kylie

[[Braveheart]]

Nice. I like it and no I am wondering about revendge. keep writing, okay? Moar, please

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Nice. I like it and no I am wondering about revendge. keep writing, okay? Moar, please

Thank you very much =)

Entry Three



Hi again. I decided I'd nickname you JDT- Journal/Diary Thing. But anyways. Right now me and dad are at the table eating dinner, and I thought I'd fill you in on my day.

When I got to school I changed my approach. Instead of parking in plain sight, I parked between cars. I had gotten there before Bailey and her gang, thankfully. I was just about to the door when I felt a paw on my shoulder. I turned around, and there he stood. His name was Renn, and he happened to be the most popular/liked guy in school. You know, the usual A student, football quarterback. Yes. Somehow my school has a football team. So why exactly was he stopping me? I'll write in red for him.

"Hey there, Kylie. What's up?"
"...Um. Nothing? Why are you talking to me, exactly? Did Bailey put you up to this?"
"Bailey? Oh, no. Of course not! I was just wondering if you're free later. Around four-fifteen, maybe?"
"Er- I guess so..."
"Good. Meet me at the pizza place about that time."

And then he walked away. I don't usually like him, think about him, talk about him, nothing. I had no clue why that happened.

On to the lunch room. Remember my revenge vow? That's where it happened. I had just bought my lunch. We were having what the lunch lady called "meatloaf" today. I, personally, think it's something much worse. Much, much worse. But anyways. On my way to my normal table I was going to pass by the table Britney sat at. Just as I was almost to her, I "tripped" and spilled my food all over her $200 dress. She jumped up and started shrieking. I looked her straight in the eye and said, "That's for scratching up my car." She growled angrily and stomped off to the bathroom. Mission complete. The rest of the school day was uneventful.

Let's move to the pizza parlor now, shall we? I got there and looked around for Renn. He sat alone (or what seemed to be), and looked up as I walked in. I went and sat across from him. "Alright. Now, what do you want?" I asked him. He chuckled as a couple kids got up. I recognized them fairly quickly. They were Britney and Sandy's boyfriends. Joy. They pulled up some chairs.
"Well hello there," One of them said to me. I scoffed. This would be joyful.
A word battle later, I was driving in tears. I was angry, and yes, sad. I sighed as I parked the car in the driveway. I leaned back in the seat and thought of all the hateful things they said to me. My report card didn't say I was stupid, so why did they? None of my friends thought I was ugly,, so why were they saying I was? No matter. It still hurt. I ran upstairs and closed my door. I threw myself on the bed and cried for awhile. Eventually my dad called me down for dinner. That's pretty much what happened today. Hmm. Well. It's supposed to rain tomorrow. Let's see how muddy and nasty I can get Renn's car, eh? Then we'll throw mud at his buddies.
My revenge plans often consist of things getting all dirty, can you tell? Well, I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow. See you, JDT.

-Kylie
(P.S. If didn't know, the picture at the top of entry is of Renn. As mean as he was- he is kinda cute...)

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Entry Four

Hey, JDT. I'm laying in bed right now. Let's catch up on my day.

Like yesterday, I parked between cars. It was raining pretty hard as I turned off the car. In fact, the rain was going sideways. I grabbed my bag and flipped my hood over my head. Everybody was racing inside, their hoods held to their heads, jackets pulled close to their bodies. It was very cold. When I got to Math, the thunder and lightning had started. Here in Locamie, we always say it's "lightninging" when there's lightning to accompany the thunder and rain. We don't always have 100% perfect grammar. I sat down in my usual seat, only Juan wasn't there to sit by me like usual. Oh well. I'd live.


At lunch, I looked down at my clothes and looked around at everybody's clothes. Mine looked awkwardly like theirs. That. No. That wasn't right. I'd have figure something out later. The table we usually sat at had already been taken. It looked like we'd have to choose other places to sit. Possibly separated. Which did, indeed, happen. Moon and Belle both went to sit with their sisters. So I went to a small corner table and sat alone, picking at my so-called "pizza". Like the outside, where the thunder and lightning hadn't let up, my food was cold. But hey- at least it wasn't wet. That'd be gross. I listened intently to the table next to me, which consisted of all cats, gossiping. Something caught my attention.

"Like, oh my gosh. Did you hear?" A high-pitched voice asked.
"Like, hear what, Stephanie?" A high, yet lower then the other, voice replied.
The one called Stephanie continued. "I heard that there's some new kid coming. I think they said he's from, like, New York or something."
"Ohwow." The other one said in a single breath. "That's interesting. Is he a cat or a dog or what??"
"Well... I think they said he's supposedly a dog. Supposedly."
"Ugh! Just another mutt. I wish we'd get a new cat around here! I mean, like..."

I lost interest with that. I didn't need to hear anymore. I ate the rest of my lunch quickly. I was the first one in French class. I opened my book. I saw Belle walking in. This was about the only class we had together. I looked at her hopefully, but she didn't sit next to me. She had hardly even glanced my way. Come to think of it, Moon had totally ignored me in the hallway, too. It killed me inside when I saw who Belle sat next to. She sat next to Britney. I was, indeed, hurt.
My last two classes, the ones I shared with Moon, were full of disappointing as well. She didn't sit with me either class. Why was everyone avoiding me today? I remembered washing my fur that morning, so I couldn't smell bad.

After school I was the first into the parking lot. Renn apparently was very slow with his classes, so that game me plenty of time. I probably looked like a freak doing it, but I made sure to cover all the windows with sticky, brown mud. I wedged leaves and sticks under the windshield wipers. Then when I was done I hopped into my car and drove home as quick as I could.

And that's about all that's happened today. Talk tomorrow, JDT.

-Kylie

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MOREMOREMORE!!! More muddy revenge!

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MOREMOREMORE!!! More muddy revenge!

My, my. I suppose I will. :3

Entry Five



Wassup JDT. Nice to talk to you again. Today was... fascinating... Ha, let me explain.

When I got up I decided to do something different. I remembered how much I had been starting to look like the other kids in school. So, I dug through my closet and grabbed some clothes. The picture up there is me wearing them. When I walked downstairs dad was all "WHAT THE HECK." and I was all "...What?" He couldn't under stand my clothing choice.

I, like the days before, parked among the others cars. That way you couldn't find my car very easily- and nobody could trash it. I just hoped that Renn wouldn't know it was me who messed up his car. When I spotted his car, I laughed. Very hard. There was still plenty of mud covering it. I bet he had gotten his paws dirty when he tried to open the door. The leaves were strung across the windshield from where he used the wipers. I loved that sight so much. So, so much.

Classes were slow. Juan showed up today- but he didn't sit with me. I wondered if I did something wrong. At every table I sat at all day, I put my small black candle in the corner. It was actually kind of nice to have there. In lab the teacher went on with the Table of Elements stuff. Just stuff I won't ever need. Then, let's not forget gym. I CANNOT PLAY BASKETBALL. Ever. EVER EVER EVER. Really, I accidentally threw the ball into someone's head. As funny as it is- I felt kinda bad about it. Let's move on the the lunch room. We were having "grilled cheese" today. Actually, it wasn't that bad. I went to sit with my friends, but that didn't work out. They had been avoiding me the past day, and so in that moment, I found myself alone. Just because I changed my outfit, I sat alone. In a crowded lunch room, people happily chattered. Except for me. Because the moment I set my tray down at my usual table, my "friends" scoffed, stood up, and left me behind. I was all alone. My eyes drifted over my new attire. It was certainly different. I wasn't even sure I understood where I was going with it. But what did it matter? Why was I the only one at a table, because of the way I decided to dress? I wanted to be myself, not be alone. But, in that moment, something possessed me to look up. There was the new kid strolling into the lunchroom. He looked around cautiously before heading to buy his lunch. The thing that was most intriguing about him, was that he didn't blend in either- yet he held his head high. He was proud of his differences.

He wore a dark grey shirt and a short sleeved black jacket. His pants, which were the same exact style as mine, were black. He had black boots, as well. As a matter of fact, even his hat has black. For no apparent reason, or for no reason at all, he had a quiver slung over his back. The thing that shocked me the most as the long fangs jutting out of his mouth. Once I Was able to see past the hat hanging down, concealing his face in it's shadow, he was actually kind of cute.

For the rest of the day I couldn't hardly stop thinking about him. Why was that? Because, I'd never seen someone so... so... different! Someone who wanted to dress so differently, who wanted to stand out. It's very interesting to me. That's about all that's happened. Though I'm still waiting for Renn to call me and scream at me for dirtying up his car. But yeah. See ya JDT.

-Kylie

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Ooo! *hits bookmark button* I like it so far, please continue!

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Thank you! I'll be sure to post a new entry sometime later =)