2/05/1956

Dear Diary,

"Hey, could you help me look for dresses?" I asked Agent Carter during training yesterday.

"Okay," She said, "As long as you tell me why." she winked. We had become good friends throughout the month.

"I have a dance on Thursday," I answered. Suddenly, her face lost all joy. She quickly covered up her sadness. I could barely tell this face from her real smile.

"Who with?" she asked with a smirk, "Wait. Let me guess first. I'm guessing it is Johnson."

"How did you know?" I asked, hoping my crush wasn't obvious.

"He was the first S.H.I.E.L.D. agent that you knew besides your father. He was your first friend here. He also spent the most time with you."

"Ah," I said, "When should we leave?"

"I'll wake you up."

"Okay, so be up by six?"

"Sure."

******

I woke up at six that morning, and got dressed in my nicest outfit. I didn't really get why my wardrobe came with clothes exactly my size, but I don't really care that much. Anyway, we left for the mall at seven, and it was a fun day there. We found a few pretty dresses, and we bought the best one. I really liked it. It's a pretty pink dress with a voile cape. Now I'm tired, but I don't really want to sleep. Whatever, I guess.

Love from,

~EAZ~