September 9th

Where to start?

For the sake of continuity, I didn't get that letter sent.

Because – geez, where to start?

They called us into the gym right when we woke up. I 'met' Virginia's brother William there – and what an impression that was!

Freshmen Initiation, they called it.

There, they gave us our rules.

On top of all the usual degrading tasks – not allowed to be taller than a Senior, don't show then our backs, recite a silly poem, respond to commands with "yes sir" and the like – each Freshman gets a 'master'.

Damien is mine. He's… interesting. Blue skin, long purple hair (longer and shinier than mine, I'll add), wings…

He seems sweet, mostly.

Not so much when I stood up on my own - for a moment I thought he was going to hit me or something. I forgot they can't do anything to physically harm us. (Though they really said nothing about our mental health, which is not reassuring.) He said it's just because he doesn't want me to get in trouble, but…

Well, anyway.

He's explained what's going to happen this week, and said he's got to give me a hard time.

Virginia seems to think he's evil, and -

Ellen's already been given a hard time, albeit, not by 'her' senior. I wonder if I shouldn't just have just said no to all this…?

Too late to back out now.

-Illia