The note Peter left for her is taped beside this entry.

I gave my journal to Peter because it was only fair to let him see me, really see me, the way I sometimes accidentally see him in flashes.

Sometimes I worry that he will get tired or annoyed with this intrusion of privacy and sometimes I worry that he'll want to stop seeing me. I'm not sure I could blame him if he did. I keep wondering if it's a thing I can learn to control like the Force is learned in Star Wars - Peter is clearly influencing my pop culture references.

The night before I gave Peter my journal, we went to a spring dance. He looked very cute and even though he was nervous, he managed to dance pretty well with me. I had a really good time, even after Alec came to me with a very drunk Peter who I brought back to my room.

That's where I found out Peter can speak Italian. Italian might be the sexiest language alive. Every time he speaks it, I want to fall all over him. I don't even think he knows how it affects me. If he were to ever sing to me or recite poetry, I don't know what I'd do.

I'm glad he spent the night though. Sleeping next to him... it's probably the nicest feeling in the world.