School seems even more suffocating than ever now that I have to walk through the hallway with a smiling face and act like all is well when all I really want to do is bang my head against a wall and scream out my frustration. I have not been in the best frame of mind all through the weekend and it doesn't help matters that I have to be around so many people.For the first time in my life, I didn't want to go to school. Travis had to drag me out of bed and give me a pep talk before I could even muster the strength to get prepared for school. So here I am, in school, making my way to my locker, but without the usual enthusiasm."Cheer up, friend, you can't be gloomy all day," Travis says.I scoff as I stop by my locker and open it, only to slam it back shut right after."Easy there, don't take out your frustration on the locker, it did nothing wrong."I scoff again and open the locker once more, searching for the textbooks I would need for the first two periods."Is there anything I can

It's been several days since the burglar broke into my room and after declaring my room a crime scene and conducting series of investigations and interrogations, the cops were still not able to find him. They put up wanted posters of him with the picture Austin took but still no luck. And the worst part is that there are no clues that could even give us a lead and I feel like the cops are not even trying enough. It seems as though all hopes of finding my invention are lost.I do not even have the inspiration to create another invention, I would just simply use one of my old inventions and see how far I can get in the contest. It's worth the try. Speaking of trying, I have been trying to get over the loss of my ITM-01 which, quite frankly, is way more difficult than it sounds.And just when I thought there is no way of tracing the culprit, Austin pulls me and Travis into the janitor's closet to show us the wallet of the burglar she picked up before the cops got to my room. The wallet m

"That's odd. I thought I turned these lights off," Alasdair says. I open the closet a little so I can peek through it. Alasdair is looking for something on his desk."You really don't have to get me anything, let's just go back downstairs and continue our date." Wyndy enters the room and looks around, probably trying to figure out where Travis and I are hiding. She spots me and gestures for me to shut the closet before Alasdair sees me."I'm sure it's here somewhere, just give me a minute."Alasdair searches the drawers beneath the desk and lets out a frustrating sigh."You must have lost it, just forget about it," Wyndy says to him but he isn't having any of it. He starts to rummage through his room and I'm scared that he may want to search his closet since he's hell bent on finding whatever it is he's looking for.Just as I feared, Alasdair walks towards his closet and I quickly shut it. Thankfully the doors of the closet don't make any sounds, but Alasdair doesn't open them."What'

Today is the day I'm finally going to ask Wyndy out on a date. I have prepared and rehearsed a short poem I'm going to say to her before asking her out so it sounds more romantic. I've delayed this for long enough and since I'm not getting anywhere in finding my invention, I might as well make my move before Alasdair beats me to it. I can't lose on both sides."What are you thinking about friend? Don't overthink this, just do it," Travis tells me when he notices how nervous I am.Nathan walks up to us and greets us cheerfully. Doesn't he get tired of smiling so hard all the time?"So, Avan, wanna hang out after school?" He asks me."Maybe some other time. I have a date today. Sorry Nate.""It's fine, we can hang out some other time like you said." He turns to Travis. "Omg, Travis! I can't believe I get to be this close to you. I'm a huge fan.""Thanks?""Can I get an autograph?""Uh, what's an autograph?" Travis looks to me for an explanation."It's the signature of someone you admire

After school, while we are updating Chris and Alasdair about our encounter with the burglar, Caleb shows up at our school looking all angry. He looks around and marches towards us after spotting us."Dude, why didn't you tell me you were coming here? You can't just show up at my school," Alasdair tells him. "And why aren't you in disguise?""Screw that. Now tell me, why are you working for my sister?" Caleb asks him and the question surprises us, including Alasdair."You have a sister?" He asks, looking completely lost."He has a twin sister named Carly, she's a real sweetheart," Chris supplies."No, she's not," Caleb hisses, glaring at Chris.He faces Alasdair and points at his chest. "And you, you have been selling drugs to her.""This is a sensitive topic, I think we should discuss it in the janitor's closet because walls have ears," Wyndy says and we follow her to the janitor's closet."How could you accuse me of such a thing?" Alasdair feigns hurt which disgusts Caleb even more.