16th April, 18

Dearest Kitty,

Half of my worries seem to fade away at the thought of writing to you. It's just so true that you've become my best friend and the source where I can express myself without constrain. I'm so fucking tired today, but still I've been determined to write to you today and hence I've mustered some courage to find my pen and gather this.

Say Lucky or not, but I've completed entire Physical sciences today. You might be wondering why 'unlucky'. That's because I know I'll again need a revision as the weekend arrives. Today was much a day of calm. Tyson was absent, and as usual everyone asked me about it and I simply said that he's suffering from diarrhea. I don't know why I said such a stupid reason but no other idea popped in my mind then and for the rest of day I continued lying. From that, I remember, I've to call that idiot and tell him to say the same reason tomorrow or whenever he will be appearing to the campus.

On the other note, I've not been much tired when I came home, and have helped my sisters washing dishes and cleaning kitchen. Camryn had fried chicken. Yum! That's why I love Cam! She never complains when it comes to work, unlike Freya and Jaqueline who always argue how much share they should get of work, and subtly puts a major part of it on me. Then I've ironed tomorrow's suit and dumped the washed clothes in my closet, not finding the stamina or mood to fold them or press them. I thought to do it together along with Fred's and Cam's after writing the weekend exam.

Mrs. Liana Dales was a mess today. Her prominent cream colored purse was spoiled; been blue inked. Kevin was punished for his mistake; of course the poor guy was in detention for the whole day. That's where I was wrong when I felt bad for him that he missed the class. To quote his words, "If I knew, that we don't have to study anything during detention, I'd have long back spoiled that old hag's purse and enjoyed the day." I sighed. That's what one could expect from him.

I was thinking almost one quarter or more than that of Emily. I've never seen her distracted even for once. Even when Michael tries his best to get her a break, she seems very impervious.

Unlike her, here am I who can't concentrate if anything funny goes around. At lunch times, she seems completely different; it look like as if she barely studies, when she continually rags Michael along with Rick and others, perhaps as to compensate his funny tricks of distracting her during her study time. Maybe. Then as soon as the bell rings- In the class, no more funny business- The Emily and The book. That's it. She studies a whole lot Biological Sciences and never seems bored. I hardly see her studying Physics, yet whenever anyone comes to her to ask a doubt or question, she's proved to be the Einstein by answering in wits, such that the guy or girl whoever asked the question smiles fully for understanding with such clarity. Though we sit usually on first or second bench as per the convenience, we are always in different rows. She, in the middle and I at the left one. We've barely talked with each other, though whenever we've did, she has been kind and it felt quite awkward that the two class toppers conversing with each other. We've never been the girls for beybattling. That sport is meant for guys and I barely participate in it, except when I'm compelled to do so, and most of the times I'm just so simply kicked out. That's the only opportunity they get to laugh at me out loud heartily with hoarse voices mustering the energy of all the food they ate during the whole weak. The same thing goes with Emily, though she had managed to beat a few newbie players. But I don't think she is actually interested in the sport, neither am I. I think this entry is whole lot becoming about Emily herself than about me. Maybe she doesn't even write entries, maybe she prefers to read something lieu scribbling some junk. I don't know if she ever faces any kind of emotional or any sorts of problems that I face. Well, better, leave it!

I'm a little worried of Tyson. He doesn't pay much attention and his Grandpa seems to be worried. I'd promised him I'd help Tyson but he just is so irregular. What can I do! I seriously don't mind the idiots of my class telling useless rumors of us (the same they've done for Emily and Michel last month, and Emily being wiser, ignored as if she's not even Emily, seriously.) I mean, are they freaks or blinds or what! We are just friends! That's all! I don't care! I'll help him and make him better, that's all.

Oh yeah, I've forgotten to say you, I've received a present today from Max. He'd sent me Deep blue Jeans and a sea blue T- shirt along with a box of Ferro-Rocher. I wanted to try it but I guess I'm too tired to do anything else.

I've to get early to start Chemistry in the morning and I'll prepare some chicken sandwich, that is, if there is any chicken left in the fridge, if my merciful sisters left something.

Okay, bye, speak to you later, probably tomorrow.

A/N: Thanks to all my dearest reviewers! Subha, Desires of Autumn Leaves, The-Next-You-Know-Who, Neha, Blue lightning of Sky, Makoto, Goldmineempire and Jaya! That means a lot! Just a note, Fred is Hilary's brother. You've learnt about her sisters a little and the rest and more details will be mentioned in the upcoming entries.