26/2/14
Dear Electra,
I'm now in health, but we're not actually learning about health. Instead, we are watching the year nine-thirteen athletics. But since this is what I consider 'free time', I will write to you. My classmates are throwing popcorn and I can't stop singing. Regina is right next to me talking about the world (I can't interpret what she's saying because I am speaking to you) and watching the people sprint slowly or rapidly. You should see the sprinters' faces.
At lunchtime I went to the music suite and it felt so good to play the guitar and keyboard there. I felt a little bit lonely because I had decided to go to the suite instead of hanging out with the Three Musketeers. They were probably stalking Noah, Regina's new crush. I wonder how Gwen must've felt while me and Regina stalk our 'idols'.
Everytime I play musical instruments (despite that I can only play one) or sing I feel like Marina, Martina, Jorge, Lodovica, Charli, Mercedes, Elizabeth, and Ella are there hugging me and saying that underneath all that pain is happiness. Sounds cliché, I know, but it feels perfect.
-M ★
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