Calvin Evercreech was murdered. (
evercreep) wrote in
gooseberryhigh2017-10-09 01:57 am
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Dimi,Love Sincerely Love,
Cal
I thought I was over this, but I'm wrestling with unreasonable homesickness. This is my third year abroad, and in only a couple months I'll be home for winter break. Being upset is so irrational. This is probably your fault for being here last year and lowering my defences.
I was thrilled to make the Quidditch team, but I'm such a shite Ribbonfin. Do you think it's a bad fit? I'm asking for advice, not flattery. [...] By which I mean that I think I was sorted incorrectly. Did you realise that at Gooseberry they let you choose your house, in a way? I was deeply uninformed when I agreed to Ribbofin. Should've fought it more, that way I'd be in Coppertaleand Gryffindorwith you.
Brace yourself for the worst news: I attempted to ask a bloke to the Halloween Dance, but I fucked the whole thing up. I fancy someone else in any case, but then one thing led to another and I'm going with the boy I nearly asked out to begin with. All because of a barmyauctionlottery. I think he must hatemeit. It was an accident, honestly. I put my name in because I thought I could stop other people who were entering their names just to have a laugh at him. And now he's stuck with me. This school's mad, frankly. I had this idea that I could protect him, and now look where we are.
Maybe I'll do my senior year at Hogwarts after all. Should be a breeze, yeah? I'd be closer to family on breaks, too. Do you have a job yet? The professors here think I could make apromisingpassable Healer, but I don't know how I'll pay for training after I graduate. Do you talk to Sybilla much? I'm helping her where I can with D&F. They call me "vice president", but I don't know if it counts for a lot.
[...] You being so far away is difficult. I know I managed it the first year or so, and I'll be fine still. This won't kill me. I'm just letting you know that [...] I miss you. I wish I were home. [...] Like I mentioned, I think I'm a bit homesick is all. It's foolish. Tell mum and dad I'm happy, please.
See you soon, whether you like it or not.
Cal

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(I'm going to write a reply to this one too u_u)
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Micah is going to stand between him and the bus if he tries to leave. Sure now Calvin can easily toss him aside like a sack of potatoes but will he
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S I G H Calvin won't really leave, he's all hot air. He just needs to sulk it off like an adult. :'((((
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CALVIIIIIIIIIIN ;o; micah is going to inflict his annoying attention on him if he sees calvin pouting
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Calvin is a sucker for Micah's attention, unfortunately. Please save him from his
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ohhhhhh Evercreech. you're in for it now. Micah is going to make you pose for a dumb photo shoot with him C: C: C:
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"well idk much about Slytherin but Coppertale is overaggressive and violent so if you say that's what it's like, sure" more than some kind of Slytherin dig =/
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lmao nisha was the only one with an open icon slot
Hopefully this letter finds you in better spirits than the ones you were in when you wrote to me last. If not, just give it time and you’ll settle back in. Moving across the ocean is quite a trip, even if you’ve done it three times before. I’d never tell you not to come back, but you should ask yourself where you’d be happier - honestly. I think we both know the answer to that. As for being upset and unreasonably homesick, I take full responsibility. I know I have that effect on people.
As always, you are the only thing Mum and Dad ask me about more than when I’ll be moving out. I continue to tell them that you’re terribly happy, effortlessly keeping a stranglehold on the top of your class (though not too effortlessly) and that the school is barely more haunted than Hogwarts. And, Merlin, Calvin, I hope I’m not making a mistake in telling them that last one. Although this Healer thing does sound very promising! Does it interest you much at all? If it doesn’t, bugger it. But, if it does, there are scholarships - you’re brilliant enough to land one, and don’t you dare write me back saying otherwise.
As for me, Mum pulled some strings and landed me a job with a friend of a friend of a co-worker: an actual photographer. I’ll just be carrying the gear. And it’s fashion, of course, which is utterly beyond me. And the pay’s a pittance. But I’m thrilled - and I’ll have started by the time you get this, I imagine. So, I’ll update you later. And I swear I won’t cock this one up like I did the book store. Nowhere to put Youngblood’s fliers, after all.
I do write Sylla quite frequently. Sometimes it seems like she enjoys missing me more than having me around. Which, honestly, just makes me fancy her all the more. She’s doing quite well with D+F, isn’t she? It sounds like she’s put a lot of faith in you, too, and that’s is pretty big, Calvin.
I believe you’d made a mistake in your letter: what you call the worst news is a blessing in disguise - also a bloody hilarious story; a date lottery? That school is barmy. Anyway, you don’t fancy your date, so, it’s not the end of the world if it doesn’t go well. Maybe you’ll get a snog out of it. And then maybe this other bloke you do fancy will notice that and get jealous. It’s a golden opportunity, Calvin.
Now, as for your very dramatic question, I can say with confidence that you would’ve been bored out of your skull in Coppertale. You’re far too clever for that lot, and I say that having loved those wankers. Now, as for me sorting you? Ebonhide might’ve been a better fit for your gloomy moods. (I’m kidding.) You’re a creative thinker, Calvin, and from the Ribbonfins I’d met, that house seems like an apt place to hone those natural talents of yours.
So, in sum, you’re right - this won’t kill you. Soon you’ll be too busy with friends to feel homesick. Just don’t forget to write your dear older brother from time to time. And do consider coming home for break. I miss that face you make when I say something that irritates you.
Love,
Dimi