He began to write ( I have a female best friend named Jessie/Jessica that we’ve known each other since our early childhood. She is nice, kind, exciting, loving, caring, generous, energetic, confident, hard working, appreciative, supportive, achiever, understanding, helpful, childish yet mature, silly, beautiful, has a voice of a angel, tall, healthy, light tan skin, smart, we have same classes, secretly has crush on me, strong, helps others in need, very likable, is one of most liked people in school, excepts for who you are, loves play video games, and likes to hang out with you). As Marcello finished writing he felt dizzy and his room changed a bit. He got memories of her and how him and her have been best friends. He looks around the room and notices a picture of you and her as kids and another one that was newer. She looks a lot more beautiful than he could imagine. But for some reason he feels happier then he usual mood like he is happier with her. He looks on his phone and notices that wallpaper changed into a picture Him and her. Marcello goes over to his book and pen and writes (Jesse wants to come over and hang out). After he wrote that he get a phone call, it’s from Jesse. He picks it up and answers “Hey Jess, how your day been going” he said realizing how normal and natural it felt. “Hey Bro, I’m been doing good, hey do you want to hang today, I have been bored today Saturday” she said. “Sure, where at” he asked realizing how beautiful her voice is. “At your place” she said. “Ok, my parents are out they won’t mind if you came over” he said. “Ok see you there my best cutie” she said. “Ok see you there” he blushed like it seemed natural. After a while, Marcello heard a knock on the door. He went to open it and saw his best friend. “Hey Jess” he greeted. “Hey Marcy, you won’t believe how hot it is” she said. “You ok” he asked. “Yea it was just really hot today” she said as she walked in. “So what you want to do” she asked. “Umm want to check out some cool and strange stuff I bought at this weird store down the street” he said. “Ok, I’ve been wondering what they sold at that really creepy store” she said as the walked up to his room. ‘I really want to emit my feelings to him’ she thought. As they got there Marcello thought about what to show her first. He wanted to her the golden book and pen. “Hey look at this anything I write in this book with this pen will come true” he said. “Really prove it to me” she said in disbelief. He began writing