A/N: Well it's another weekend, meaning another chapter. Thanks for the reviews Yoshi earrape! Also thanks for following, favouriting or even just reading this story! Quarantine sucks, so this is my way of socialsing.

So, till next time,

D.L.D


Year 11 Part 2- I found out about the bullying

Hey Pasty,

I haven't even been gone for long this time. That's a good change.

Right now I'm just so pissed off. Lilith just told me about being bullied saying she's been keeping it secret for months. Apparently she even wrote you a letter about it. I'm not mad at her, though really disappointed about her keeping it secret, I'm pissed at Heather and Alejandro for having those stupid traits. Plus the brats who were making Lilith feel bad.

I bet you're laughing at me. saying how I'm way too overprotective or that they're just kids. Well, I don't care! It's not like I'm gonna hurt them, though I can't account for Alejandro. He was defending Chanel, while Heather rolled her eyes. I have a feeling Heather's beginning to have more human qualities. She even managed to get the brat to apologise.

Still, I can't believe Lilith kept this from me. I know she felt like it would be an issue, but I still feel slightly betrayed. Now I'm not sure if she's telling me everything that happens. But maybe I'm just being paranoid. She knows she can trust me and I'm probably blowing this out of proportion. Maybe that's because I don't wanna end up like my dad. He definitely goes down as the worst father ever.

But it's getting hard to be around Lilith now. She's so similar to you and yet so different, sometimes it sends me into flashbacks. It's pretty funny when she has to snap me out of them. Another thing Courtney yells at me for.

I swear she thinks Lilith's her daughter. I remember her saying that since you died, and I clearly can't look after kids to save my lazy ass, she's more or less Lilith's mom. That had us both laughing for weeks. Courtney! A mom? No, those two words don't go. If she raised Lilith we'd have another mini-CIT bitching about when things didn't go her way. The thought alone scares me.

Well I gotta say, it was nice catching up. Let's hope I can keep writing every year.

Love you always,

Duncan