Todos los capítulos de I Don’t Want The Love In The Diary: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Finley's POVBoth my girlfriend Brielle Willow’s and my family threw the celebration party together.The entire table was topped with my twin brother Michael Ashby’s favorite spicy dishes. My stomach, however, could not handle any spicy food.Even the cake had been ordered in advance. Perhaps due to limited space, only Michael’s and Brielle’s names could fit on it.I sat between them.The moment we started eating, the two of them kept playfully bickering right past me.Michael reached over to snap Brielle’s shoulder strap.“Hey, Brielle! I beat you by ten points. I should be sitting at the head of the table.”Brielle laughed and sidled up to me to evade him.“Fin, do something about your brother! He was already getting full of himself right after the exam. Now, he’s getting handsy with me!Michael did not back down.“Fin, don’t listen to her. She didn’t say a word when she grabbed my junk, did she?”I remained silent.Michael was so annoyed that he tapped Brielle’s hand

That night, I walked for a long time before finally heading home.When I pushed open the door, the living room was completely dark. Not even the hallway night light had been left on.That night, I did not sleep a wink.Early the next morning, Noah announced in the group chat that everyone should come to school to pick up their folders. Those folders contained their application materials.By the time I arrived at school, she was already tidying up his desk.She looked up at me with a smile.“Fin, you’re here. Mic and Brielle just left. They took your folder back with theirs.”I nodded and turned around to walk back home.When I pushed open the front door, Brielle and Michael were sitting side by side on the couch.Brielle held a brown paper envelope in her hand and was instructing Michael, “You absolutely cannot lose this folder. You’ll need it for enrollment.“When the time comes, keep it with your acceptance letter. Better yet, lock it in a drawer.”Michael listened attenti

At some point, Noah emerged behind me without me noticing. She patted my shoulder and said, “Fin, I get it now. I see why you didn’t want your family to know your scores.”She paused for a moment, then added, “Going to National Service Academy isn’t such a bad thing. Room and board are free, and there’s a scholarship too.“You’ll be able to manage just fine on your own.”I nodded, tucked the soiled folder into my jacket, and muttered a quiet “thank you” to her before turning around and heading home.When I arrived home, the living room was buzzing with more noise than I could stand.Michael was brimming as he sat in the very center of the couch, completely surrounded by our parents and Brielle. Brielle said loudly, “Then, it’s settled! We’re leaving for the road trip today!”Michael spotted me first. He immediately stood up and came over and greeted me warmly.“Hey, you’re back! I heard from Ms. Carter that you found your folder. You’re not mad anymore, are you?”He frowned

In the days that followed, Michael kept sending me messages.[The food down in Southwick is so sweet. I just can’t get used to it.]Attached was a photo of an elaborate local meal, including sweet-glazed shrimp, honeyed ribs, and syrupy desserts arranged on delicate white plates.Two days after, he sent me a video.The footage was shaky. Brielle crouched on the beach, her back to the camera, her white dress fluttering in the wind.She was holding small white shells in her hand and placing them one by one onto the sand.The camera zoomed in, and the shells spelled out Michael’s name.Waves crashed in, one after another. Off-screen, Michael laughed and said, “Look how bored your girlfriend is.”In the video, Brielle looked genuinely happy.She had once smiled and promised to do so many things with me, and she had given every single one of those promises to someone else.I kept looking at my phone over and over, watching the screen turn on and off, unable to decide what to do.

Soon, Noah arrived at the scene.When she emerged, she had a folder clutched in her hand.Michael was the first to rush up and grab her shoulders tightly.“Ms. Carter, perfect timing. Go ahead, tell them how trash Finley’s grades are. There’s no way he scored a 1580.”Noah looked up and scanned the room for a moment before responding.“Fin’s grades weren’t great before, that’s true.”Michael turned to the others with a broad grin.“You hear that? I told you it was a mistake! There’s absolutely no way Finley is the state top scorer!”Trisha and Ian felt relieved when they heard that. Brielle also relaxed her furrowed brows.Noah continued, but she shifted her tone as she said, “But ever since he started focusing on math, he has been improving a lot. It was his reading and writing section that dragged his score down before.”She flipped the tran over and looked straight at Trisha and Ian.“After that, his SAT subject scores stayed consistently in the seven hundreds during his