Dear Bully,

I'm guessing the dinner was great,

But I wouldn't know; Mr and Mrs Collins didn't come home til midnight.

It's okay.

Andrew wants me to go to the Winter Ball school dance with him.

I don't know.

What if I go and I make a fool of myself.

Or if he makes a fool of me.

Or if you make me fool of me.

You're good at that.

Love,
Me