Dear Diary,
You know what's weird? The fact that Dimitri still doesn't trust me. I swear to God, every time I turn around, he's there, lurking. As if he's expecting me to grab Lissa and make a run for it the first chance I get.
It pisses me off, because I thought we were past all that. I was really beginning to feel like we were… friends. Well, as close to friends as it's possible to be with someone who tortures you on a daily basis. Obviously I was wrong—he see's me the same way everyone else in this damn place does, as a troublemaker.
Somehow he's even managed to get himself assigned to the guardian roster in most of my classes. Every time I glance around, there he is, standing along the back wall with one or two other guardians. The other novices have been giving me shit about it, teasing me about my 'Russian Jailer'.
Lissa says I'm overreacting, and that I need to relax. But what the hell else am I supposed to think? It's not like he's following me around because he wants to. It's his damn job, and obviouslyI'm just the troubled student he's having to babysit.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Gotta go, he just showed up and is staring holes in me from across the quad. I swear he acts as if I'm late for…
Oh shit.
I forgot about our extra training.
Later—
R