Dear diary...

Today was just- Nahhh... I don't wanna describe today. Way too many things happened today, but Milo got hurt! Again! He just got his cast off his broken thumb last week! I just don't understand how he deals with it all. He still manages to smile though.

Milo always smiles. He always seems to look on the bright side, even when things get crazy! He thinks of every day as an adventure. I don't know how he does it.

It's fun knowing that every day would be exiting, and being Milo's best friend, I know he is definitely stronger than he looks, though sometimes he would let certain things get him down.

It pains me to know that he lets things that people like Eliot (You know, that crossing guy who's afraid of ducks?) say get to him- that he's a danger to society and whatnot. I don't believe any of it. Milo's great, and that will never change. I don't want it to change either. (Why would I?)

So diary, can you keep a secret? Well here I go... I sort of have a really tiny... Who am I kidding? I have a big crush on

Milo. He's just so cute and optimistic! Well anyway... I love Milo for who he is. I just hopes he likes me too, and that he knows I will always be there for him.

The next day...

"Milo! Don't you dare read that!" I shout as my diary somehow ends up in milo's hands Because of murphy's law and stuff. (It was pretty much a chain reaction from milo dropping something, to my diary being catapulted through the air into his hands.)

As I look over, I realise with horror that it is too late and the book is sitting open, and It's open at yesterday's page... uhhhhh...

"Ummmm... r-really?" He stutters, staring wide eyed.

Seriously? I thought.

The END?

Or is it?

I might make this a two shot with Milo's reaction...