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Alanna settled down on her bed in the cabin and began to write back to Gary
Gary!
No, I haven't been drinking much. Or smoking. At all actually. How the hell do you remember that exactly 29 squires have died during the Ordeal in the past century or so? And come on! Your Father lost a finger! I'm allowed to worry!
Anyway, last Wednesday we, Faithful and I, joined an adventure team thingy. So we found this room that had a lot of water slides in it. English Peter, not to be confused with Old Peter and Fat Peter, used his shield to slide down. Something inside of me died. Xander threw donuts and Faithful wound up eating mine. It was fun, except Faithful wouldn't shut up about the water.
Met a new guy, Zack, at the gym. I think I scared him a little. Okay, maybe more than a little. Also ran into Parker who I still owe a fencing lesson from the school play nightmare. No, I'm not sending "pretty shinny pictures" of that. No, there are not "pretty shinny pictures" of me. Go away.
On Thursday, this guy decided he was going to be everywhere at once. On Friday everyone, including the pets, showed up in his room. Faithful went missing Friday evening. Isabel? Did not see him. But she did explain cheerleading to me. You'd like it. Barely dressed girls dancing in the name of school spirit. So I continued looking for him. Turns out he did radio that night with Bel. I love having a talking cat sometimes.
Next day went back to looking for the blasted animal. Met another new student. Willow? Something like that. She had cookies. Tyler promised to avoid explosions. Pippi and I talked about Faithful's adventure. And uh, I kicked at Faithful's co-radio person. Violance is the answer, yes.
Saturday evening Peter's room got filled with balls. Not like that. Ew.
I uh, sort of forgot that my birthday was on Sunday morning. Yeah, yeah. Shut up. Moved into Meerkat cabin. Faithful promised not to eat the sea monkeys. I have no clue what they are either. There was betting on who would go running for the dorms. And brain breakage. And apparently Angel cheated on Callisto. Or something.
Anyway, I'm tired. Will finish up tomorrow or something. Try not to get killed before I get back.
Alan.
Gary!
No, I haven't been drinking much. Or smoking. At all actually. How the hell do you remember that exactly 29 squires have died during the Ordeal in the past century or so? And come on! Your Father lost a finger! I'm allowed to worry!
Anyway, last Wednesday we, Faithful and I, joined an adventure team thingy. So we found this room that had a lot of water slides in it. English Peter, not to be confused with Old Peter and Fat Peter, used his shield to slide down. Something inside of me died. Xander threw donuts and Faithful wound up eating mine. It was fun, except Faithful wouldn't shut up about the water.
Met a new guy, Zack, at the gym. I think I scared him a little. Okay, maybe more than a little. Also ran into Parker who I still owe a fencing lesson from the school play nightmare. No, I'm not sending "pretty shinny pictures" of that. No, there are not "pretty shinny pictures" of me. Go away.
On Thursday, this guy decided he was going to be everywhere at once. On Friday everyone, including the pets, showed up in his room. Faithful went missing Friday evening. Isabel? Did not see him. But she did explain cheerleading to me. You'd like it. Barely dressed girls dancing in the name of school spirit. So I continued looking for him. Turns out he did radio that night with Bel. I love having a talking cat sometimes.
Next day went back to looking for the blasted animal. Met another new student. Willow? Something like that. She had cookies. Tyler promised to avoid explosions. Pippi and I talked about Faithful's adventure. And uh, I kicked at Faithful's co-radio person. Violance is the answer, yes.
Saturday evening Peter's room got filled with balls. Not like that. Ew.
I uh, sort of forgot that my birthday was on Sunday morning. Yeah, yeah. Shut up. Moved into Meerkat cabin. Faithful promised not to eat the sea monkeys. I have no clue what they are either. There was betting on who would go running for the dorms. And brain breakage. And apparently Angel cheated on Callisto. Or something.
Anyway, I'm tired. Will finish up tomorrow or something. Try not to get killed before I get back.
Alan.