HRH Journal about his first 2nd place

HRH writes of his first great placing at a diving fixture, an outing for horses, and his friendship with Alexander Fielding.

4 April Saturday   Today was an amazing day. I did amazing at the dive competition. Milton was there and so was Alex. I took second on the three meter. I didn't place on the ten meter, but that's alright because I only just started doing it. I don't want to sound too confident but twelve boys dived from the ten meter. With only a month of practice I was sixth. It almost feels natural. Isn't that silly. There is nothing natural about jumping off a solid platform and chucking yourself into freefall. it's exam season. I'm doing alright I think. I'm most afriad of the exam for French. The whole exam is in French and I'm not compleely confiden I will be able to read ait all. Gam thinks I should take German next half, Papa thinks Welsh, Grandpapa says Swedish. Mummy wants Spanish. How many languages am I supposed to learn? I know Gan speaks 4 really well; that feels like over kill. After exams on Wednesday, Alex and I have permission from the school and Grandpapa to go to the Royal Equestrian Center. I think we'll probably ride a bit and have supper at the clubhouse. Hanging out with Alex has been really strange. Since he started hanging out with me again, we haven't talked about the stupid thing I said that night. I don't know what he thinks about any of it. Maybe he believed me when I tried to turn it into a joke. I don't know if I want him to believe that. Every once in a while, I'll catch him giving me a strange look and I wonder if he thinks I'm having inappropriate thoughts. Maybe he's watching out fo a reason to stop being my friend. If so the three letter world is probably what he's looking for. I don't want Alex to stop being my friend. I don't have many to begin with.