2003-09-18 - 6:18 p.m.
Creative Writing was being held in Kaiser's room. I put my books down in my locker and closed the door, noticing Namrata entering. I give her a wave and she smiles back. I tell Mike I don't want to go as Zephyr enters after Emmanuel.
Eventually I go in when Kaiser promises it will be a brief meeting. I sit in front of Laura, and Sean passes me a clasp of Listerine. I take a piece, choke on the spicy bite, and say to him, "That's strong shit." He nods and says, "I know" and passes the clasp to Mike and Rei. Sean then puts the bag of olive oil fried prawn and fish crackers. Zephyr hovers by my shoulder, making keening noises. I hand her the biggest piece -the size of a dinner plate- and she snatches it out of my hand and crawls back onto the shelf she was sitting on.
We hide the bag of fish crackers under the desk and listen as Kaiser hands out cups of bubbly fake champagne and reads Laura's poem.
Me and Adri slip out after the poetry reading and go and practice our dance moves for tomorrow's assembly. Left feeling nervous and strangely unable to dance.
But I suppose I can wait until tomorrow to see what happens. But I'm a huge bundle of nerves right now.
