(ATARA'S POV)
Friday
Dear Diary,
It's past 12 in the evening, and my mom is mad at me for being late, coming to the hospital. My father left there more than three hours ago, and she didn't want to be left behind. However, she calms down after I hand her one of the cakes I baked. I bake two, one for my mom and one for Ziggy's promotion.
Tomorrow, since it's Saturday and no classes, we agreed to meet in the morning for practice. His girlfriend will be busy at school and will leave early, which means we can meet in the hotel and practice the entire morning.
Your friend,
Atara the excited
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Saturday
Dear Diary,
