Dear Squall,

I can't be long, because Headmaster Cid and some members of the faculty are on their way to my dorm now. But I'm in a little bit of trouble. . . . Okay, okay, a lot of trouble.

I just got back from carrying out my latest plan to get that tramp away from my beloved Zell. After my more subtle attempt at poisoning her (which, as you'll recall, accidentally killed Headmaster Cid) failed, I decided to be a bit more . . . open about it. So I just walked right up to her in the quad today, took out my whip, and gave her quite a beating. Picture it. Me beating another girl with my whip, shouting, "STAY AWAY FROM ZELL, YOU BITCH! HE'S MINE!" at least four or five times while at least fifteen students looked on in a state of abject terror. My finest moment.

Unfortunately, one of the students who saw the whole thing ran off to get the headmaster, so I had to run to get out of there fast. And here I am now.

If I'm lucky, I'll just get confinement in my dorm, but I don't know. We'll have to see what happens when Headmaster Cid gets through with me. Still, pray for me, Squall. Pray I get out of this okay. And pray my little Zelly-Poo still wants me, too.

Oh, no. I hear the headmaster shouting for me outside my door, so I'd better go now. I'll talk to you again later.

Love,
~Quistis