Sept. 7th

As usual, school is absolutely horrible. A new girl arrived at Kendra, who of course, is a slayer. Her name's Amanda Fletcher. She's pretty much "perfect". Blonde, tall, thin, volputious, skilled slayer, smart, witty, social. Everything I'm not. Well, it's not that I'm stupid or anti-social. It's just that no one THINKS I'm smart, and no one bothers to befriend me. Except, of course, my best friend Harry. He's British, and has been friends with me since 2nd grade. He's tall, lean, with short, curly brown hair, tan skin, a big nose, and freckled arms. He's amazing. He doesn't seem to care much about the whole "slayer" thing, although he immediately came up to me when he saw Amanda and said "I'm in love with Amanda. Setriously. I've never felt that way before." I smiled, and edged him on to introduce himself, and try to hook up with her.



Of course, that's what friends do. Even when one friend happens to have loved the other since 6th grade. Even when it's amazing how he can love someone he's never even met. But I'm not going to wallow in self-pity or hatred of Amanda or Harry. Amanda might actually be a nice girl. I'm just being...jealous; again.



Surprisingly, Jeanna, someone I didn't know very well, but was Freshman Vice President last year, didn't come back this year. Not many people move away from here, seeing as how there's several generations of families living here. Not a very transient town. But what's even stranger, is the fact that all the teachers said she was enrolled for this year. But she didn't come back. Her house is empty, her parents gone with her.



One of my few other friends, although not nearly as close as Harry is to me, Loretta Donnovan (Also a slayer) is quite eccentric. One of the few slayers..who am I kidding, THE only slayer who doesn't care about me being Prevalent. Her slayer powers aren't fully devloped, let alone strong. Anyway, she's begun thinking up different theories on why Jeanna "disappeared." Loretta was close to her (Loretta was Freshman Secretary last year), and enjoys thinking up conspiracies. She's like that.

Anyway, nothing much else has happened. I'll be sure to write later. It's actually kind of fun being able to tell things to someone..or something. Harry usually got bored with my rants and raves, though he never told. ... He's just to good to me.

. . . Continued . . .