Dear Journal,

UGHHH!! Life is so irritating. Perhaps I should explain before I am engulfed by my frustrations. Essentially, My brother—Monty, of course, for Adrian is just a baby—and Percy are off on a so-called Tour of Europe, and I’m expected to accompany them until we reach Marseilles! The future will most definitely be nothing short of torturous. It’s not that I despise Monty and Percy to such an extent that I would call spending time with them torture, but more based on the fact that I’m to be sent to finishing school. That’s why I’m only accompanying the two until Marseilles. However, all anger and frustration aside, I am honestly terrified at the thought of finishing school. I had been asking for a formal education since I could remember, and I got finishing school instead, where they’re going to squeeze me into corsets and bully me into silence.

Anyways. I should attempt to go to sleep now; we depart tomorrow.

Farewell journal, 

Perhaps you will help rid my boredom from now on,

Felicity Montague