Book One: The Life And Times Of Ginger Sabaku By: Annie

September 15, 2007
Hiya! My name is Ginger Sabaku. You are probably wondering why I gave you my diary. Well, let's just say my life was VERY interesting. I guess I should tell a bit about myself:
-I'm 15 yrs. old, and I am 5'4"
-I have a crush on this guy named Bentle Biggerson.
-I'm also very athletic in softball, volleyball, and tennis.
-I'm a big tomboy, and I live in Texas.
-Sadly I'm paranoid because Bentle lives next door, but their house got flooded, so they live at our house until their house is repaired. Bentle sleeps in my room(which is not girly), and I sleep in a sleeping bag in my mom's room.
Friday September 15
Today was a normal day, and Bentle and I went to school together. Mr. P., my gym teacher, had us doing laps in the field. I was then herded to English with Mrs. Price, and Bentle and I sat together, as they were the only two seats left. My best friend, Rachel Stevenson, was on my other side. She saw my beet-red face and tried to strike a conversation."So, Ginger, how is your cat doing?" she asked. "Well, Bailey is coughing up furballs a lot now, but otherwise she's fine." I said, unsteadily. Bentle told me he was going home with a friend today, so I didn't need to wait for him.'His voice has grown husky, I like it...' I thought. Finally our teacher did her job and taught. Later, she gave out the homework so we could start on it. I kept checking the clock to see when we would switch to Reading. Finally, after listening to Bentle talk his head off to me, the bell rang. 'Saved by the bell' I thought, snickering at my poor try at humor. But, as I made my way to Reading, deep inside my head, I was glad Bentle liked me as a friend. It is better then him hating my guts. Apparently, I had zoned out because I felt someone grab me by my arms. I turned around and saw it was Bentle. "Why are you walking into the wall?" he asked. I felt my face get hot. "I-I g-guess I z-zoned out," I stuttered. "Well, we're at the class." 'At least it's my fav class!' I thought. "What are YOU looking at??!!" I asked Rachel rather crossly. "Oh, nothing!" she said. We walked into the room, and sat down. Luckily, Bentle sat down with his friend. "What is up with you?" she asked. "I'm not sure why I zoned out," I admitted."I was just thinking about..." I stopped."Bentle!" After that, I tried to think about other things. After school, Rachel came home with me. Her parents were going out of town, so she slept over. Bentle decided to sleep over at Joe, his friend,'s house. We mainly talked about girl stuff, and layed out my clothes for the next day. We made them super-cute to impress Bentle. At night, I was still wide awake when Rachel had long since fallen into a deep sleep. I was thinking about what I could do tomorrow to impress Bentle even more. By the time I fell asleep, my brain was 100% complete mush from thinking about Bentle.
Saturday,Sept. 16
Hello world! Today is Saturday! Rachel and I went shopping today and geuss what? I got some accsesories to go with my outfit. So, I put everything on and I looked great! "Wow!" I exlaimed. "I look good!""C'mon, let's go find Bentle!" Rachel said, tugging at my arm. I was in a daze from how we found all this stuff on the sale rack. "Now all we need to do is work out your stuttering problem when you're nervous!" she said, weaving her way through the streets. "He's gotta be at the arcade with Joe!" she said."Isn't that what they do on Saturdays?" I replied,"Either that or they're at the pizza place..." I sounded distant as if I were talking from 1 mile away. We finally found them at the pizza place. Apparently, Joe had been trying to impress someone because he wore a stunning outfit rhat must have been 70$ total.