March 17th - 6pm - windy.

Waiting for dinner bell, damned lucky if i'm even allowed into the canteen. I've no doubt that they'll write to father about it.

Exam season is crawling ever closer and I hate my class. They've all got their noses up their own backsides and refuse to acknowledge anything I do. Eliz had this horrific little trick where he waited for me to drag the devised piece along, allowed everyone else to pretend i didn't bloody say anything, and then 10 minutes later, whoops! he's suggested the exact same thing and suddenly they're his stupid moves, and everyone loves them. It got to a point where he did it for the fourth time, and I got so blindsided with rage that I grabbed Della's pointe shoes from off the floor and launched them at him. I sort of meant for them to hit him box-first but I don't think i entirely did. Either way, they definitely did hit him box first, and right in the side of the head. He's already got a funny looking bruise, stupid rat. Mme stopped the lesson and it suddenly dawned on me that i'd hit the prettiest boy in the class (if not the school, apparently.) in the face with a slab of wood.
I just ran. I didnt even take my stuff, i just went for it. Mme chased after me at first, but quite frankly neither of us knew where i was running to. I started towards the toilets, realised that was a ridiculous way to get caught, so instead i passed by them and continued towards the beds. That was equally ill-thought out, though i think by the time i'd reached them i'd managed to out run her a fair bit (growing old's a rotten thing! Haha!) so i had a bit more time to find an escape. The perks of roaming the halls during class hours is that there's less teachers about, i suppose.
At some point i'd taken to running in bare feet, i think it must have been when i got to the old bit of the building that's full of prop storage. I cracked open a window next to the fire escape, and climbed out of that instead of taking the door, just to confuse whoever was tasked with tracking me down. I didn't bother climbing all the way up, just a few flights. I lept across the alley to the one across, and sat there. The adrenaline had started to wear off, i suppose - i was exhausted. It was a crazy jump too, i don't know why i did it.
They found me eventually. I couldn't really go off into the streets in my practical kit so i just sort of stayed there. Eliz was with them when they came up to me. He was pouting like a gross little spoiled baby. Mme wanted to fail me for the exam, the Director warned me that 'unprofessional and reckless behaviour like this is grounds for expulsion.' I made it clear that Eliz was a dirty cheat who never had an original idea in his life, which cleared my name a little bit. Adults like it when you suck up to them and their triple standards. Yes, i hit him but plagiarism is an offence! and offended i most certainly was! I suspect the compromise is that neither of us are getting dinner.

6:30 - Dinner bell rung, mad little Francie kept behind. Of course. At least if Eliz is at dinner, i'll find out by people talking about his giant, ugly bruise.