The rules

When i was little, i used to have alot of friends. In those many, one was Martin. We used to spend alot of time together, but things can take sudden three sixty and life can change completely, but that's something weird too, or may be that's possibility it can change again. Change again like we want it to be, a change for better.

"Would you like to be my Duet?"

"Hmm why are you asking me?" Martin asked, she passed cigarette to him.

"Cause why not? And you are bored too" she replied.

"Oh you want me to read your exciting life?" He asked.

"Well, that's not how it works. We can't read each others pages" she she extended her arms asking for cigarette, Martin passed it.

"Then what's point of us writing it together?" He asked.

"Well, the point is. There is no point, i wanna do it cause thought of that makes me excited." she said and threw cigarette butt in ocean.

"Plus, we can see each other pages. Only when we both agree or one person forgets to do there entry." She said.

"That's weird, shouldn't you ask someone close to you?" He asked.

"Ain't you close to me?" She walked towards him looking into his, "More close?" She asked.

Martin flustered, and fell one step back, while she continued to push forward in her steps.

"Okay, I'll do it" he said, looking away from her.

"Let's head back, idiot" she said.

"Oh yeah, it's already night"

"Good luck driving, hahaha it's up hill from here" she joked.

"I know different way, ha ha very funny" he replied.

"Huh sad"

In that moonlit night, a pact was made between two. Which was solely dependent on trust. Rules were set to never read other's page without permission and only way to read other's is by mutal agreement or if one fails to do there entry. A diary can contain many experiences and emotion people keep to themselves, but there were two of such experiences and emotions, but one person can know all of that, and that only person knows everything, Dear Diary.

Paddling through the way, Martin and rean set on there way back home in that moonlit Night with stars glittering the sky, and gentle breeze of ocean to comfort, moon and it's reflection on water and silence, which seems unbreakable but it's somehow comforting. Comforting for the one who is staring at sky and one who is paddling his breath out.

"Oi, you drive from here" Martin said.

"NO! Im busy"

"Busy how?" He said panting.

"Don't you see stars? Look above" she pointed towards sky.

Martin stopped bike and stared at the marvelous ocean of stars twinkling as he collected his breath.

"You are moron" he said and started paddling again.

Change, things seems changing for postive or worst i don't know at all. Last time it did, it made a huge mess, but fortune is a fickle wh*re.

"Get off now, ill ride from here" Rean said.

"Okay but we are almost home tho"

He slid to back and let Rean control from there, She paddled few times as as reached home, Mom was standing outside talking with neighbor.

"Hello aunty" she waved at her from distant.

"What? What are you riding bicycle? What is this idiot doing?" Mom asked.

"Yeah, he made paddle it all the way" Rean replied.

"What? What the... no she is lying" Martin said.

"Stop blaming that poor girl after you made her work so much"

"Yes listen to your mom, well aunty I'll go now have a goodnight " she waved.

"Goodbye Rean" Mom said.

Well, i parked it outside house and had dinner. Watched some videos on phone and went to my room. Room hmmm, there was diary on desk, with a note that said

"I knew, you would agree for this so im leaving this diary here, i already wrote my page and putted a bookmark after that, you are suppose to do same, write you page and put the bookmark after it."

It was normal diary, with not much written on cover except Duet Diary. It was plain Marron color and Duet Diary was written with black marker.

Welp, then i think i got caught in this afterall, and she already prepared it before. That diary right there, contains everything, everything about today i suppose, if she did know I'll accept the offer, may be she already predicted today too. Should i have a peak? Hmmm imagining that is tempting but we made some rules. But should i?

Martin flip opned the diary where the bookmark was placed,

What should i do, should i flip one page backwords hmm.... i think i should. But no i shouldn't, just once won't hurt right? It's firt day after all.

Martin tried to flip back to her page but he wasn't able to, pages corner was glued together.

"Tsk"

She knew i guess, what should i do hmmm....

Martin put his hand in drawer and brought out pencil, I'll lightly shade my pages and this will show the words written on previous paper cause of pressure applied will writing. Damn I'm genius.

He lightly shaded his page, and worlds started to highlight,

"Dear diary

Ahahaa Martin, i know you shaded your page with pencil, but you won't get anything out hahahaha you are so predictable hahahaha"

Bruh... what the hell, hahaha i see i got played. Better give her nice reply. Just you wait.