Hi, my name is Thelma Bates. I'm a lesbian at sixth form college at a place called Medenham. It's a great big old rambling place - bit spooky but alright. I share a room with Cassie, who is gorgeous and my best friend. She's the opposite of me - skinny with long, blonde hair. Cow. She's quite quiet and shy and definitely not the coolest girl in school, but I like that. She's different to the others. They spend all their time obsessing about boys, fashion, and sex.

School was pretty average today and tonight wasn't much better. I was bored and Cassie was drawing. She wasn't giving anything away about her love life - much as I tried. I know for a fact she fancies this guy Troy. He's tall, skinny, and pretty gorgeous if you're into that sort of thing. All the girls fancy him - except me of course. Spotted a new vase Cassie'd found. Shame it doesn't vibrate.

Cassie woke up screaming in the middle of the night. She said it was just a nightmare. I gave her a hug. She called me her dyke in shining armor for being there for her. The way she looked at me, if only she knew how I really feel about her... Made Cassie a mug in my ceramics class and bought some cider and some scones. Thought we could have a cream tea without the cream or the tea, but she wasn't there, which is not like Cassie at all. Found her watching porn with Roxanne and others - including Troy. I couldn't believe it so left her to it. Didn't sleep much last night and when Cassie tried to talk to me at lunch the next day I was really cold with her.

Came back to find Cassie in our room picking up the smashed mug I'd made for her. Tried to ask why she had been acting so weirdly recently but she just got mad again and asked if this had anything to do with Roxanne. When I said no, she said she didn't have the energy for this. I told her I liked her better the way she was before, but she walked out. Shit. I was only trying to be a friend and show some concern.