Usually a person has more faith in their fear than faith in their future.

As I have been being nagged to write in this thing recently, I suppose I should update about my rather dull life. There have been a barrage of parties, balls, and other formal events I have attended in the past week or so. They become quite tedious after a while, especially as Lucius wasn't there and the same old clumsy, humorless boys ask me to dance 25432 times. *Sigh*

  It seems like recently people have been able to get under my skin which should NOT be happening. I am a Black. We just don't let people get under our skin. Worst of all, I can't even confide in anybody. Alaya is in Greece, Andi hates me, and Bella would laugh. None of my other friends are trustworthy enough to not spread it around. Also, Lucius hasn't called me once since I got back from visiting. What will Mother think if we never talk? This persona that I have built up, this fake me that loves Lucius and loves my world, would get torn to shreds. Not necesarily a bad thing... but the results of my parents finding out could be disaterous.