Thanks for all the support, guys! It really helps! And don't worry about Harry, I've got plans for him... *evil laugh* Not this chapter, or the next, or the next. But I have plans... :)
The Month of Running (March) age 7
Week 1
It's a very suitable name for the month. This week we've been 'increasing our stamina' as our trainers told us. The draik man said that the best fighting skills in the world were worthless if we didn't have the stamina to fight long battles.
I'm glad I'm good at running. I always have been. I guess I can be an amazing guard some day.
Week Two
It was Illusen day this week, and we could hear the partying in Meridell from the other side of Brightvale!
I never really see the need to celebrate such days. She's a faerie, sure, but I wasn't sure why citizens in the rest of Neopia are happy for Meridell's faerie's day. But there wasn't really anything I could do to stop it.
Training was called off that day so that people who wished to could enjoy the celebration. I visited Summer Vines' grave, placed a few flowers on it, and then spent the rest of the day practising my sword fighting.
I seriously should get myself a friend. Violet doesn't really count as she is almost nothing like me. I don't think I'd even be slightly friends with her if we didn't share a dorm. She's supportive, she comforts me if she finds me crying, but I can't escape the feeling that the main reason she does it is because otherwise she'd have an angry/upset Brynn on her hands all night, and that would be hard to cope with. I don't think either of us would get any sleep at all on a night like that!
Week Three
It's official- my first patrol is going to be at some stage in the second week of June! I'm so excited! It's months away though, and I really don't know how I'm supposed to wait until then.
I've been learning to ignore Harry now. I remember reading somewhere that if you ignore bullies, they get bored and go away.
I never thought it would be so incredibly hard! And, so far, it's not even working! I just remember why I'm here, and grit my teeth and ignore him. I just hope I can keep up with it.
His insults seem to be getting worse as well. Somehow, he seems to know about the fact I feel I have no real friends. He's been teasing me about it to no end. I just pointed out that his friends probably only hang around with him because they're scared he'd pick on them if he didn't.
Week Four
We got letters from home:
Dearest Brynneth,
I sincerely hope you're doing well in the guard- I know it's what you've always dreamed, and I'm ever so proud of you. I hope you find out about the yellow zafara who saved our lives all those years ago, and thank her for me should you get the chance. A thousand apologies would not be enough, she saved you that day and, as your mother, I am incredibly grateful. I believe any mother would be.
With Love, now and always,
Your Mother
Of course, I hadn't written to her since my second or third week. Now I knew what had happened to Summer. I didn't cry, like some of the other kids. A few weeks ago, I have no doubt that I would have done. But I've toughened up a lot over these last few weeks. I guess I may end up thanking Harry for toughening me up so much. Actually, I won't. He's made me cry, made me feel bad about myself and made me feel worthless, sometime all at once.
He doesn't deserve my thanks, but my mother deserves to know what happened to that yellow zafara who saved us all those years ago. So I'm writing a reply letter to tell her all about what I've found in terms of Summer Vines, her grave, her death, what she did. I'll tell her all I know. She deserves to know as much as I do.
