‘Its 3am and I can’t get him out of my head…” I write in my diary.

I’m Courtney Smith. I’m 17 years old and about to graduate from a boarding school in New Jersey. I’m 3/4 black and 1/4 Indian. My hair is naturally wavy but I straighten it and its to the middle of my back. I’m 5’6 and I have 34C breast. My measurements are 34-23-38, so I guess I’m what they would call a pair shape. But its okay, because my boyfriend likes it.

My boyfriend’s name is Elijah Roberts, Jr. but everyone calls him EJ. We’ve been together for 8 months. He’s 18 and about to graduate from the same school as me. He’s 6’3 and dark skin. He has a hot body from playing sports. He has 6 pack abs and big arms that I love being wrapped up in. I love him.

Tomorrow is graduation and I’m insanely excited. My mom is coming back from England and my dad is coming from California. EJ’s mom and grandparents are coming from Jamaica. All of our parents are loaded. That’s how we go to this school.

Wait- I just looked at the clock and its 5:34 am. Graduation starts in 2 and a 1/2 hours. I have to get ready.

I get up and take a shower. My roommate is still asleep. She doesn’t have to wake up as early, because she gets dressed a lot faster.

When I get out the shower, I go in my closet to get my dress. I bought my dress last month. It’s black and stops mid-thigh. Its strapless and kinda tight, since this is the dress I’m going to wear to my best friend’s party.

Before I start to straighten my hair, I wake up my roommate/best friend, Ciella Hernandez. She’s puerto rican and I’ve known her since kindergarten.

As she starts to get dressed, I start flat ironing my hair.

By the time I’m done, Ciella’s dressed and ready.

When we arrived in the courtyard, where the graduation ceremony was going to take place, my boyfriend was there talking to his friends. I walked over and hugged him.

“Hey, babe,” EJ said.

“Hello, love,” I said. “Are you excited?”

“Yeah, you?”

“I’m going to miss everybody, but I guess I am.”

“You can still see me.”

“Aren’t you going to Jamaica, with your parents?”

“No, I’m going to go where your going.”

“OMG!