Dear Robot Diary,

I'm not even sure I can trust you anymore. I don't even want to write anything in you anymore. What is that message I found in you this morning? Who left it there? Was it you? Do you actually have a mind of your own? Was it Villain? Was it someone else?

All I know is that someone wants to destroy me.

I just don't know whom to trust. But I'm going to continue to write in you. Just in case something does happen to me. You'll help me, won't you Robo Diary? Someone hacked you, betrayed your trust. I'd never do that. You have to fight back. We have to fight back.

If I'm the key, I have to fight back.

Which might be a little hard today. Everything's up in the air. Literally. I'm only able to write right now because I tied myself and you down to a table.

Oh. And it's like World War Freak Week.

Let's flashback to this morning. We were in the cafeteria, not wanting to head to the roof the day of the no gravity. Yeah, I don't know why we thought it would be a good idea at first either.

"Look at this message I received last night," I said to the group, showing them the encrypted message on my robot diary. "Someone broke through my security. That's no easy feat. My password has three capitals, three numbers, two question marks, and the promise of my firstborn baby!"

"Someone must've hacked the system," Marmie said. "And we're the only ones here."

Her words took a moment to settle in. Then I pushed my feet against the floor, hurtling myself backward from the group. My eyes caught Crush's as I floated backward. "We have a traitor in our likes! I bet it's Harry. I pretend I like him but I really feel vague about him!" I gasped, covering my mouth.

"That hurts, Lace!" Harry called back. "I have a massive crush on you. And a massive—"

"It must be you!" Banana cried. "You're jealous that Lace likes—"

"Banana!" I yelled. "Why don't you ever stop talking? You're like the old lady you run into the grocery store that talks about her seven cats and twenty grand children for ten hours!"

"Is that really how you think of me?"

Shut up mouth— "I definitely don't think of you as a banana."

"How could you—"

"This. Is. INSANITY!" Marmie shouted, letting go of her anchor and floating toward the lunchroom ceiling. Her legs kicked wildly. "Why are we fighting? We need to figure out who wants Lace dead. I'm tired of playing the peace keeper!"

I grappled for a chair to keep myself steady. "Marmie's right. Let's all try our best to keep ourselves grounded for now. Marmie, come back down from the ceiling."

"I miss my wife," Mr. Kevin sobbed. "NO I DON'T!" he then argued back at himself.

Robo-D, this is why the fourth day of Freak Week is the worst. Does anyone really want to say exactly what they're thinking all the time? No. Does anyone want to hear what everyone is thinking? No. Especially not from Mr. Kevin's heartbroken mind.

"Someone here wants Lacy gone," Crush said as we all finally settled in again.

"Me," Banana spoke up.

I stared at her.

"Sometimes," she amended sheepishly. "Sorry. Can't control what I say. You know I love you, girl."

"This is a serious matter," Crush said, drawing the attention back to him. "We need to figure out who is trying to destroy Lace. It's one of us."

We all glanced at each other. I didn't get it. Why would my friends want to get rid of me? Who could it be? My first instinct was definitely Harry. But he'd claimed to have a crush on me? First, ew. Second, why would he want me gone if he liked me?

"It's not safe for you to be alone," Crush told me. "You should stick by me."

"Woah, hold up, Crush. She can't be alone with just one person. We don't know who the traitor is. It could be you," Marmie said.

"It's not Crush," I defended.

Marmie shook her head at me. "You can't trust anyone, Lace."

"How do I know it's not you? Maybe you're jealous I'm getting all the attention because I'm the main character!"

"You can't break the fourth wall!" Mr. Kevin interjected, eyes growing round.

"Is it you, Mr. Kevin?" Banana asked. "Are you jealous to see Lace's young love life prospering?"

"No because I know all love ends in flames," he responded rather calmly. "Also, this isn't about our feelings. It's about Lace being in danger. I can't lose a kid on my watch."

"Come clean and we won't hurt you," Harry said, cracking his knuckles.

I eyed him suspiciously. He was the one I trusted the least. Crush was the love of my life; Marmie and Banana were my best friends; Villain had disappeared after his grand entrance; and Mr. Kevin was a teacher and it's a teacher's duty to protect students.

"Is it you, Marmie?" Harry inquired.

"Lace is my best friend. I would never harm her. Even if she does get on my nerves sometimes," Marmie said. "But I would never hurt her! Probably. Banana is more likely to!"

Banana glared at Marmie. "Sure, sometimes Lace can be quite offensive, but I wouldn't want to get rid of her!"

"Well sorry if I can't remember the five hundred terms you come up with for the general population," I snapped.

"It's really not that hard to remember. There's banana, celery, power wash, fortunate turtle—"
"So what I'm getting from all of this is that you guys are my friends, but I can't trust you completely," I said. Was there anyone I could trust?

"You can trust me," Marmie and Banana chorused.

Harry shook his head. "No! You can never trust girls! You have to trust me."

"You can never trust jealous people either," Marmie shot back.

I didn't even know how to process what was happening. Everyone was turning into mad dogs!

"I'm on your side, Lace," Crush told me, placing his hand on my arm. "I've got your back. You can trust me."

"You're amazing. You're the perfect guy," I gushed. "I'd trust you with my life. I am trusting you with my life, I guess."

"You're pretty perfect yourself," he responded with a smile.

I was blushing as I wrote that, Robo-D. Don't make fun of me. A girl loves swoon worthy words. I knew it wasn't Crush. He could never betray me. In order to survive, I'd need to be with him.

Here's the thing, Robo-D. Try as hard as I might to figure out who it might be, I can't get anywhere with everyone saying what is on their minds. How can I trust someone when they think I'm annoying? Which is annoying to think about. I think I'm a pretty calm person. I try not to get on other people's nerves. Banana is the real annoying one.

Sorry. I'm sounding like a teenaged girl on the fourth day of Freak Week.

But anyway, I'm recording this down. Crush isn't the suspect. I've ruled it out. I'm actually going to rule out Mr. Kevin too, because I don't think he has the energy to take someone down. But it's definitely not Crush either. I'm not saying that because I'm madly in love with him though. Like Marmie and Banana, he could've said something about me he didn't like. But he didn't. He has a clear conscious. I'm really glad he's by my side.

It's almost like Freak Week doesn't affect him...

Four days and counting,

Lace.

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