Hate Is A Strong Word

18.

I'm enjoying the war with Sebastian so far. I'm enjoying it. I really do. It's exactly the same on his side. If it weren't for the wishes, this war would be pointless. At least we're not fighting anymore, but we're being total dicks. Teachers and our parents alike have been sick of us for the last two weeks, and our whole class and the other students just can't fucking stand us.

We can do a little recap of these less than two weeks, actually twelve days. Today is Tuesday, November 29th, tomorrow is Wednesday, so it's the last day of November, and it's also the principal's day off, not just on Wednesday, but for the rest of the week. We have the Vondrak trial a day later and I'm nervous as hell. For the record, my book is already out.

It's doing really well, but unbelievably, you can't even imagine. The reprinting of the books must have started by now, because it's a bestseller, the English translation is in full swing, and I'm about to have a bundle on n my bank account soon. In less than a month, not counting the Christmas holidays, we have a drama performance. We're doing Frozen II. Last year was the first one, so now the second.

I'm playing Anna, so I have to wear a wig or dye my hair, but I don't really want to do that. We have a lot of rehearsals now, at least twice a week, but that's going to increase with the beginning of December. I've also got my hands full with the rest of the council with the St. Nicholas Day for the primary school.

The elementary school, which is closely connected to our high school, has thirty classes. And we're gonna have to go around them, two groups of six. One St. Nicholas and then it depends on whether it's two angels or two devils. What's also amazing is, that before we go to that stupid school and all the kids, plus ten, will laugh at us, we have to go to kindergarten. I don't know how we're gonna make it all, but we're gonna have to do it somehow.

Sebastian's finger is fine now. We spent a lot of time studying, because he couldn't be that active. He's only been working out his abs and legs, and he's only been skating on the ice. He missed about three games and he's playing his second game after the break the day after tomorrow, but in the end his finger healed faster, so good for him.

Time to get back to our wishes. It was like a seesaw, one time I was leadimg, then he was in the lead. I, for example, had to go to school with a T-shirt that had a picture of the Pastrnak in a renaissance painting, write the paper for him to Social Studies, throw a flower in front of the teacher, do nothing but stand while having a presentation.

I was also very original. Halfway through class, he ran into a random classroom with some freshman over his shoulders, had to make stars on the ice, and almost killed himself, but so what, his dad only accepts hockey injuries after all. I kind of gave him a little makeup and two ponytails for the day and he took it very well. Makeup is for everyone, but he's a hockey player and we all know what hockey players are like. He also proposed to our German teacher.

We play a game between us to see, who can embarrass the other more. I can't pick a winner, these were just a few of the things, we made each other do. I'm glad it's like it used to be. He's doing well in school, he's a little down in hockey right now, I think he's going through a little bit of a weak period, but other than that, I think everything is totally fine.

The only thing that's terrible about this fight we're having, are all the girls who are jealous of me. They envy Sebastian. I mean, he had a lot of girlfriends, but they don't really care, because they know what he's really like. It's just that the girls at school, especially the ones, that don't know what he's like. That's why they're dazzled by his beauty and his smile and the fact that he plays hockey. But he's not perfect, he's not what he presents himself as.

We spend a lot of time together now, both at school and outside of school. Our tutoring sessions are still on Wednesdays and one of the weekend days. They often see us taking the bus together to my house after council, or my mom or dad picking us up. They see us walking together after school and making fun of each other. And they're jealous of me, because they think, I'm his girlfriend or that we have a fling together.