Mar 06, 2004 00:44
Bill I I hate You utter dishonourable beast I'll get back at you for this, I swear
Mary-Lou and Mavis, who are dear, sweet girls even if B Wilhelmina has given them quite the wrong idea of what has been going on, brought me my journal so I could tell you what happened. Moira, did you worry at a
I have nothing to say but that everything would have been utterly perfect if certain people hadn't interfered though pure jealousy. It just goes to show that the ungrateful friends who pretend to be so straight and honourable but turn sweet faces to their friends while plotting against them are... worse than vipers! And the worst thing is that Cla the poor innocent fool still seems to think they are friends. It doesn't bear thinking of.
I think Miss Grayling is phoning my mother. And she won't understand... I'll be expelled again, I know it! I don't know what to do. I'll be sent away and never see Malory Towers or Mary-Lou or Mavis ever again. I'll die. And I did nothing wrong!
Well, nothing terribly wrong.
I was so close to This was my one chance If only he finds out where I went
The only consolation is that a certain snake will probably be separated from a certain friend I suppose she was so terrified she would lose. And serve her right for her spiteful interference! Making use of poor Mary-Lou that way... oh! And she's utterly terrified of horses.
Mavis, please come and see me alone? Before we part forever, that is.