Dear Kitty,             I'm feeling better than I've felt in ages, which is good for me, but feels so selfish when the rest of the world seems to be crashing around everyone else's ears.             I'll finish with Freya, but for now, I'm going to write about Hector. This is not because of favoritism, but because it will take longer to write for Freya, and also because I need to think through what I'm going to write about it.             So, Hector-wise...                   He's just joined DS. He's blogged twice today, and I'm worried about him. He seems to think that he's arrogant and violent, and he is, if I'm honest, the least arrogant or violent person I know. He's always calm, and he never loses his temper, even when any of us are at our most infuriating. He's always been so nice to me - the person I've been able to say anything to, no matter how long it took - and I don't know how I can help him. He's done so much for me, and yet I know that there's no way that I can ever repay him; the least I can do is try to help him. But, regarding his first blog, he;s nothing like that. I agree with Freya; I think that he's just afraid that he;s like that, but he isn't. He couldn't be, he wouldn't be, and I don't think he ever will be. I don't know how I can help him, but I've got to try. I hope that he feels better soon.            Freya-wise...                  I don't know if I ever wrote about this. Basically, she had a friend called James. He used to be at Oundle. (This is actually why I'm so close to her) And then, last year, she heard that he had OD'd, and was in a coma. Then, a few days later, he died.                  This was changed suddenly. I only heard this morning, but he isn't dead. He has a Facebook account, which is sort of why Freya found out. It turned out that a person called Cassie had actually been making it up. (This is as much as I remember; Freya, if any of this is wrong, please tell me)                  She seems to be fine, and is, as usual, smiling - Freya; the girl who smiles in the face of adversity - but I don't think that she is alright. She 'is making lemonade', so she seems to be alright at the moment. I hope that she will be alright; I want to help her as much as I can. She's always been so nice to me, and I don't know how I can help her in return. So, Freya, if you read this, please tell me how I could possibly help you, if I can at all. You've always done so much for me, so if I can possibly do anything - even if it's just making toast - don't hesitate to tell me.I have heaps more to write, but Mr Gibbon's coming round and I have to go to bed. I'll write more as soon as I can.Yours,Francesca