Disclaimer: I don't own Heroes. :/

I do, however, own Jasmine Reider & Alexander McCollet.

But, I don't own Twila Parker either. XD She belongs to SaberProductions from 9th Wonders. Saber gave me permission to use Twila. So, yah.

And also (yes, there's many also's), I do not own Matthew O'Loughlin or Jace Grayer. Those characters belong to DreamerBoy from 9th Wonders.

-Stupid declaimer technicalities over-

Entry #1 – 1:34 AM

So, apparently, I got a new diary since my old one is filled.

I'm not even going to write that dear diary crap. It's a waste of time.

Anyway, moving on. Topic of the moment?

Love.

Love sucks. Period.
You know how people say that your true love is out there and you just have to find that one special person?
And how your one true love is supposed to be the one that starts up a flame inside of you, the one that makes you smile by just saying a simple "hello"?

So, here's where my story starts. Trenton, New Jersey - my hometown.
Well, I found my true love. Or so I had thought. I found my "soul-mate", knight in shining armor. And you know what? I blew my chance. I pushed and tried to see how far I could go and still get away with being a rebellious teenager. My "soul-mate" - boyfriend at the time - didn't like that. He disapproved of how I was breaking any rule that was set for me. Then he broke my heart.

That was about 6 years ago during my junior year of high school. I thought I had it horrible back in high school when Alexander David McCollet became my best-childhood-friend-turned-boyfriend-turned-ex-turned-friend-again. I had thought that my whole complicated relationship with Alex was the end of any drama involving him. Oh, no. I was wrong.

Fast-forward two years. I moved to Denton, Texas (by myself, mind you, no family following), became a freshman in college, and had a dormmate named Twila Parker. Twila & I became great friends over our four years at college. During that same freshman year, I met Matthew Ross O'Loughlin. I only thought of him as a friend until a year later when we started dating. And then we had to break up when I left Texas to go back to Trenton. It was unfair since I had this tiny little feeling that Matthew was the one. But that's what I had told myself with Alex and I had been wrong that time.

Alright. Fast-forward another five years and I moved back to Trenton after graduating college. Twila tagged along and left Texas. I still haven't asked her why she followed me, though. Anyway, back in Trenton, I don't know why but I set up Alex and Twila. I played matchmaker with them. And you know what? It freaking worked.

Twila and Alex became a couple. I didn't exactly get a chance to be happy for them or anything like that because I died. I'm not even going to try to explain. But main idea was that I got stabbed, died, and got revived by Matthew (who moved to Trenton to be with me.. without me noticing...) and Adam - my older twin brother.

Once again, fast-forward a few months. February 14th of 2009. Matthew and I got married and somehow, I just knew that he was my soulmate. Yeah, this is the part where you're supposed to be saying "awwwww, that's so cute". Please, spare me the drama. Anyway, about half a year about me and Matthew getting married, I revealed my being alive (I was living under the false identity of Jessica Riden and everybody I used to know thought I was inside of a coffin 6 feet under the ground) to Twila and Alex... who apparently had gotten engaged about half an hour before I showed up at their house. So much for Alex being my soulmate.

So, that's a recap of my life from when it started going berserk in my high school junior year.

It's 1:46 AM and I'm about to pass out from whatever headache medicine I've been taking.

Oh, right. I forgot to introduce myself even if this is my diary.

My name is Jasmine Isabella Reider. I'm 26 years old and a successful musician. So, why am I writing in this diary?

Because I just need something to record down everything I've felt. Why I did what I did. Why I felt what I felt.

You'll get what I mean later.