DG

When was the last time DG wrote on here?

DG

DG's gone really moody - what's up with him?

Diego

Diego's started to smell bad.
He wore the same clothes to the last two parties and I'm sure he hasn't changed his uniform for a loooong while...

Mar - Still Heartbroken

See? Nobody cares. How can anything be more serious than heartache? They’ve never been in love before that’s their problems. Especially Mrs Maths – maybe she was once but she’s forgotten what it feels like – my world has ended. Termino.

Mar - Heartbroken

I can’t take it anymore! I have no one to be there for me – they’ve all stopped listening.

So now it’s just u & me dear journal. No one else understands the heartache.

Diego has “outbursts” all the time for no apparent reason at all but they just lead him quietly away and talk to him. I get detention – que mala! – Just for walking out of maths – in tears – heartbroken.

The Ana Maria Incident - Alicia

I knew he’d be weak. I just knew it.

They’re all the same. Men. Boys. Weak.

I’d thought the weakness might be to our advantage – weakness of the flesh anyway. But no - He couldn’t even do it for love.

She had to be taught a lesson. She can’t go around acting like she’s one of us. She just isn’t.

So when it was obvious we weren’t going to get Diego’s willing cooperation, I had to take charge of the situation.

I quickly intercepted AM, linking my arm through hers.

“I need to talk to you.” I whispered like it was some big secret. “I’ve been talking to Diego.”

She tried to twitch away from me but I had a firm grip.

“Listen idiota it’s good news!”

“What?” Her voice full of pathetic, deluded hope.

My anger vanished, I had her. “Well – ” I smiled sweetly, “-What would you say if he asked you out?”

She pulled a stupid face and giggled like a five year old.

“Don’t be silly! Why would he?”

I rolled my eyes, impatient again, “I’m asking the questions.”

“I’d say yes.” Deluded hope had returned.

I let a real smile cross my face.

“So you do fancy him?”

She nodded at the floor.

I bit back a smirk. Now for the stinger: Double whammy. I’d get both of them.

“Well, he’s all confused, he told me he likes you and he wants to ask you out but he’s too shy.”

She bought it of course. It’s her dream come true after all. Poor deluded cow.

All I had to do now was tell Diego what I’d done…

The Ana Maria Incident - Mar

The plan was beautiful. If I do say so myself.
I could hardly control my excitement as we waited at break for Ana Maria to appear.
Diego was looking pretty sick at that point actually – he truly does seem to have a soft spot for all the losers – but Lola was keeping him in line. Never underestimate the powers of feminine charms. Especially Lola’s: The boys can’t resist her.
Alicia was acting all bossy – taking charge of us all, like we needed to be organized. It was sooooo obvious she was as excited as the rest of us though.
Ana Maria was suddenly there, wandering back from the Kiosko, scooping up guacamole with tequeños. Some of it dripped off and landed on her school sweater: A big splodge of bogey green in the middle of all that pristine blue.
I was filled with disgust. I really was.
Who does she think she is fancying Diego? She’s such a wannabe. She’ll never be one of El Grupo.
She was getting closer.
Alicia was nudging Diego’s arm and hissing at him urgently.
“Go on! Or it’ll be too late!”
But it was already too late.
For now.