Right Now **EDITING**

Week of Boring, Bonding and Christmas Shopping

Virginie's Point Of View

November 26th

The week was very long after my sleep over with Cindy. Once we woke up, I told her Harry said "Hi!" and she was very happy about it, but other than that we just lazily spent the day talking. Matt kept me occupied with our studies and he walked me to every of my class, but when he was away I got back to the empty feeling inside of me. I must say it was the most boring week of my life. I ate lunch with Lea, Catherine and Matt, which was very nice, but very usual. Without Harry, nothing exciting happens. I'm not challenged and it's very boring. I often cried myself to sleep at night, because of many things. I am thankful to be able to miss him the way I do, I hope he thinks about me wherever he is and I love him so much.

Now, I'm in my room, snuggled in my bed watching Titanic by myself. Thank God the movie his three hours long, because I really don't know what to do with my time. If it wasn't raining I would have gone cycling. I called my parents a few times this week. I wrote a lot. I brought Matt to the Spaniards' Inn where I learned that big writers like Charles Dickens and Bram Stocker hung out. We were completely amazed. Also, I went to the store and bought some wool to knit. I thought I could make Harry some bandanas, slippers and a scarf. But I got so into it because of my boredom, I knitted scarfs for his whole family. I bought a lot of wool in different colours and I'm currently knitting a burgundy scarf for Gemma, the color will go very well with her eye color. By the time the movie ends and my cheeks are soaking wet from the crying, I'm done with Gemma's scarf.

My phones rings and I must jump twenty feet in the air. I'm so used to the silent that hearing noises apart from a movie is really surprising. I pick it up quickly and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Gynie? How are you?" The voice of a woman asks me. I have no idea who it is, but it sounds very joyful and nice. "It's Gemma."

"I'm great and how are you?" I reply with a warm feeling of happiness inside of me.

"I'm really good. I talked to my baby bro and I need a favor." She asks shyly.

"Of course. Anything."

"Harold told me he gave you a key of his house and I need to get inside. Do you think we can meet there tomorrow?"

"Yes, for sure. At what time do you want me there?" I ask very excited to have plans.

"Is 9 AM too early?"

"It's perfect. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah! Thank you Gynie!"

"You're welcome! Goodnight!" I hang up after she does smiling ridiculously to my ceiling as I lay back on my bed.

On that very, incredibly, exciting note, I changed into H's shirt and drift off to sleep.

November 27th

It feels weird driving back here. I love his house. It's warmer than the one on Spaniards. We have very nice memories here. I park in his driveway, Gemma is already there, smiling at me. I get out excitedly and open my arms wide to hug her. It's really nice to see her again. It's been ages, nearly a month. She hugs me back.

"How have you been?" She askes me, rubbing my arm, a wondrous look on her face.

"I'm handling it. You have no idea how happy I am to see you." I say taking his key and unlocking the door.