Chapter 11
Rhiannon walked up to the front door of Collinwood preening. She was just about to knock when she heard what she thought was the cry of some wounded, wild animal. It chilled her to the bone. She knocked nervously. Quentin answered the door looking desheveled. She smiled prettily at him. She popped her gum and said "so, like you wanted to see me?" He looks like he's about to strangle her but says calmly, I'm sorry I've changed my mind.." and closed the door in her face. Rhiannon ran home feeling sadly dejected.
Dear Diary,
He rejected me! And I've figured out why too. I know that he must have put Barnabas up to those lessons, and when I came to him, like being the same as I am, he didn't want me. Well I'll make him want me. I'll try my hardest and I'll be what he wants me to be. I'll do whatever it takes, even if I have to hear the damn bell 20,000 times.
Rhiannon.
The next day:
"Well you're up early Rhiannon," Barnabas greeted her, "I'm an early riser, old habit. I like to watch the sun rise. Shall we get started?"
The day passed slowly, hour by hour, sentence by sentence, and by 4 o'clock that afternoon Barnabas only had to use the bell a total of 3 times. "At the rate this is going," he thought, "She should be ready for him by the end of the week. Congratulation old man, the first time you've taught anyone anything intentionally and you're not half bad at it. Of course I wouldn't make a career out of it."
That night Rhiannon wrote only one word in her diary, "Soon."
