Chapter 3 is here! I'm really starting to get into this fic, so hopefully I'll start updating more often. Thank you for reading! ^_^

If you fancied chucking some reviews my way... well nobody would be objecting. =D

Dear Diary,

Life… Life is good! I can't remember the last time I've been able to say that in all honesty. Blaine and I have grown extremely close over the past weeks - dinners, coffee, the theatre. He's… wonderful. Amazing. There are no adjectives. The other day we went to see an am-dram production of Wicked (Glinda was good but Elphaba could have rehearsed more) and I happened to let slip about the Defying Gravity sing-off debacle between myself and Rachel. He predictably asked me to sing it for him and what else could I do but acquiesce? Yes, you can read the mischief in my writing. In any case, after I sang it for him (and I did hit the high F, obviously) and he actually said that my voice was beautiful and that mine was his favourite rendition. I mean… Seriously. Beautiful is not a word that is used in conjunction with me, and Blaine telling me that is just… That memory keeps replaying when I'm alone and I just can't help but smile. He makes my heart race.

The only thing that was weird this week was Mercedes. She came up to me at school. Apparently she feels alienated. I tried to explain… I know I've probably been neglecting my McKinley people but Blaine's friendship means so much to me now. I think he might actually believe in me and that is an unfamiliar and wonderful feeling that I really think is something that I need in my life. Nobody seems to understand, and Mercedes didn't seem to be completely content with my apology but I really just don't have time for the people who don't understand me. Not truly, anyway.

In any case, Blaine's just text to say he's going to call in a couple of minutes, so I must go. He's so adorable!

TBC