K.L.I: Well, peoples of Fanfiction, here it is!
Quinton:*waking* What are you doing?
May 17: 7:30 PM
Note to self: Don't drink weird tea.
I slept for most of the day. Byron left an apology note for the tea. I woke to Michael knocking at the door. The door creaked open, and I was finally glad I was seeing him again. N's silver eyes shined when the younger one came in, I could tell. I told Michael why I wasn't available earlier, and I could swear I heard Thomas laugh a bit outside my door. I don't think Byron was impressed with him.
Michael and I got caught up with everything that's been going on, N and Montgomery talked with us as well. Then Montgomery pulled Michael aside. They were in front of my room door. I don't know why, but I decided to listen in on their conversation. N started to play his flute so I couldn't eavesdrop. In my defense, I don't have bad intent when eavesdropping, I just like to know what's going on.
I managed to catch a few words. "Music", "wrote", and "secret." Finally I heard a "Don't tell…" and "Surprise." At this point N tried to distract me with a complicated tune, but my mind was somewhere else. I suspect Montgomery wrote some new music and doesn't want me to find out yet. I could be wrong, but that's what it sounds to be. I'll find out soon enough, I think.