I'm on a writing kick today, ignore me

[gwenniepop]

Colin,

I know I haven't written much since this semester started, even though I JUST saw you at Christmas so you have no room to complain! You will complain anyway. It's fine, being a worrywart is one of your best qualities.

So, I made the school Quidditch team! In a way. I'm the reserve Seeker. The good news then is, that I get to visit your school, and you can show me all around and maybe I can meet this cutie Ravenclaw you always talk about. I won't even say that I hope we beat Hogwarts because that would just not be nice. But I totally hope we beat Hogwarts. And Calvin made it, too, first string! He's going to be amazing. And look, I want your help on this; we can't let any of his old buddies from Slytherin mess with him, okay? I think he's going to feel odd about facing off against former schoolmates.

You can probably read between the lines that I'm a little upset sad about just being Reserve. Remember, at Christmas, you asked me how I really felt about this year and I said it was going great? You called me a big faker. And I was, I'm sorry. I guess you knew even then that I was struggling with a few things. Quidditch is one. Last year, I was so happy, day in and day out, to be on the team, win or lose, because playing was the best thing to happen to me. I never realized how much I would love it. And then we lost the cup, and [...] you remember what I told you, about the comments. Who said what is not important, just [...] that maybe if I took it more seriously, we would have done better. And I have tried to not make the juniors and sophomores on our team feel that way, like they aren't measuring up, because [...] it took some of the joy out of playing, for me, this year. I'm dreading games, and I don't want to. I want to love it again. I tried so hard at my tryout for the school team! I know I gave it my best. But I lost out to a sophomore Seeker. This was my last chance and I blew it, and all I can think is, maybe if I had relaxed and tried to just play instead of competing like my life depended on it, the coach would have seen that. I'm missing something now. Anyway, sorry, I don't mean to get all sad on you again, just [...] it's hard to need to stay positive around everyone here. Forgive me?

If I don't include this, you will be irritable with me. No, nothing has changed on the boy front either. You lectured me pretty good last time about my telling Webster that I liked someone else right after I kissed him (and yes, I know, I instigated it, so...). Trust me, I know I messed it all up. And no, I haven’t figured out what to do about Cas, other than nothing at all because there is nothing to BE done, I just need to get over it. I like Webster, I should try and see if I can salvage this. And I may have complicated did something unusual for me, because I did kiss a Housemate of mine, Avery. Yes, my Quidditch captain. YES I SEE THATS A CONFLICT. Stop looking at me like that. Also, if you tell the boys in your dorm, I get to hit you extra hard when I see you in February. No, I don’t have feelings for her like that, but we were both very upset about the team tryouts and I don’t okay there are no excuses.

Just to top it all off, I went to Gaming Club hungover, and I charmed the bank in Monopoly to yell terrible things at anyone borrowing money and so now Monopoly is banned. It’s been a red-letter week for your cousin! Don’t tell Mom and Dad, please. OR YOUR MOM because she’ll tell mine.

Also, a friend girl I know friend here said that something bad was going to happen to me soon, that she saw it through divination. It's probably nothing. We get these and it's always something like a failed quiz or whatever. Anyway, I just wanted to say that if I die, you need to make sure that Tas stops getting FAT because I don't think he can fly anymore.

I suppose I love you,
Gwen

Comments

[un_kept]

Oh no :(

[gwenniepop]

Let me tell you tho, how excited I was that the gaming PCAL had Gwen getting Monopoly banned on the same day that she was made reserve on the team. TIMING, ITS A THING.

[evercreep]

❤ :c