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I can't believe I nearly over slept for my Criminal Psychology class this morning. Isabella was right, I shouldn't be accepting gigs at clubs on the nights before my early class days. Thankfully I'd finished my paper and did the reading that was assigned over the weekend. The Professor sprung a quiz on us. Felt like I was back in high school.
I've checked in with my Professors to check how my grades are this semester. Still pulling in A's, but I'm skating on the edge of a B in Economics. Can't let that happen. Dad will have a stroke and start his, "Running off and marrying a girl you barely knew and continuing to dabble in this music nonsense is distracting you from your goals, Son", speech. Of course I could point out that these are his goals, not mine, but it's just easier to smile, nod my head, count to a hundred, and calmly remind him that I'm attending Harvard, pulling in the grades he expects and that Isabella is the love of my life.
I really wish he'd give her a chance, but Dad is difficult. It's not like he's ever approved of anyone I've dated.
I miss Evalon. She'd adore Isabella and would support me in the choices I've made. I keep expecting to pick up the phone or answer the door and see her there, you know? It's been two years and maybe it's crazy to hold out hope she'll return home, especially considering Isabella and the other investigators can find no trace of my sister, but I know she will come home some day. I know it. She has too.
I've checked in with my Professors to check how my grades are this semester. Still pulling in A's, but I'm skating on the edge of a B in Economics. Can't let that happen. Dad will have a stroke and start his, "Running off and marrying a girl you barely knew and continuing to dabble in this music nonsense is distracting you from your goals, Son", speech. Of course I could point out that these are his goals, not mine, but it's just easier to smile, nod my head, count to a hundred, and calmly remind him that I'm attending Harvard, pulling in the grades he expects and that Isabella is the love of my life.
I really wish he'd give her a chance, but Dad is difficult. It's not like he's ever approved of anyone I've dated.
I miss Evalon. She'd adore Isabella and would support me in the choices I've made. I keep expecting to pick up the phone or answer the door and see her there, you know? It's been two years and maybe it's crazy to hold out hope she'll return home, especially considering Isabella and the other investigators can find no trace of my sister, but I know she will come home some day. I know it. She has too.