"I'm a controversial figure. My friends either dislike me or hate me."

-Toni Morrison

Daniel was eating dinner with his family once again, as they always did. The TV was on the news in the background, and they talked about the recent happenings.

"Daniel, have you been hit by that Karma guy? I feel so sad for all those people who would have had A's if not for him." Daniel's dad said, very concerned.

"Don't worry about it dad. I heard they got some guy to start tracking the Karma guy down."

Little do they know that I figured it out once they called Wasabi. After dinner, I will hide the Tapioca Note, and no one will be able to trace it to me.

Suddenly, the TV screen switched from news to snowing. A scratchy letter D appeared on the screen, and a crackly voice started talking.

Karma. I am tracking you down as we speak. I hope you enjoy your dinner tonight, as if I am right, this will be your last hot meal for a while. Thank you.

Just like that, the news station was back on the television. The newscaster apologized for the interruption, and continued to talk about a 15 car accident that lit a local mobile home park on fire.

Holy crap. This D person is better than I thought. I had better get up on it. Where is that Calamari guy when I need him?

Light came through the wall, talking about some girl he saw outside with a ridiculously short skirt. Daniel was quick to excuse himself, and they walked up to his room, entered, and locked the door behind them.

"So this D fellow looks like he's going to get you, Daniel." Light said. "This might be fun after all."

"I'm not about to let this person catch me purging the world," Daniel sighed. "Have some faith in me."

He took the Tapioca Note out and walked over to his bookcase. He took out a book titled "Holes" by Luis Sachar and opened it to page 39.

"You see that poem, Light? That is the secret code to my protection system inside the bottom right drawer of my drawers. All you have to do is enter in "The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies" on the sentence sequencer and it will open. However, here's the twist. As soon as it opens, there a timer goes off, and there is another sentence sequencer inside of it, and you have to enter "If only, If only" within 3 seconds or it will release an electrical shock strong enough to kill anything touching the sequencer."

"And you put the Tapioca note in there, right?"

"Of course not, that's only for the people searching my room who think I'll set up some high security thing to keep them from finding it, which means they'll look for that first. I'm just going to put it underneath the carpet where the kitty litter box is."

"You human's really are interesting, I'll give you that."

Far off, in the abandoned classroom, Wasabi and D were discussing their next move to expose Karma. Wasabi has his suitcase laptop out, and is intent on his actions. D is pacing about the room, making sure to stay out of any light at all, just so no one looking in the window will see. The only light sources are from the lone television, the moon, and Wasabi's laptop.

"What are you doing on Google when we are trying to catch Karma, Wasabi?"

"I'm looking for metal gear, sir."

"Get serious; now go onto the school network. I want you to look for all accesses to all of the school files."

"Alright, it is finished. What should we look at next?"

"Is there any abnormal activity or intruders in any file in any section of the school database?"

"No, there is no abnormal activity. Everything is normal."

"That means the person accessing all of the school files already has clearance to use the school system. Get a list of all student programmers for the website, Wasabi."

"Here's the list sir. There are about 25 people, 5 of them being moderators and the rest basic programmers."

"Great. Distribute the 25 names to the principal and request that they all be put under surveillance immediately. It looks like this was going to be easier than I thought even before I put on that show earlier this evening."

"Yes sir. Would you like me to go grab some tapioca for you to celebrate?"

"That would be nice, Wasabi. Oh, and make sure to get me a charm from the charm machine. I still haven't gotten that Pikachu."

The Principal received the e-mail as soon as he turned on the computer the next morning, and arranged the NPF (Nerd Police Force) to tail the 25 suspects. Most of them had no idea, but not all of them had a calamari haunting them.

"Daniel, there's this nerd following you."

"Oh really?" He turns around and sees a bigger kid pushing the nerd wearing an NPF shirt into a locker. "That's a guy from the NPF. They think they are a police force for the principal, but they are just dungeons and dragon players."

However, with that D guy on my tail, I can't be too careful. Does this mean that I am already suspected? How do I shake this guy? Better yet, how do I get rid of him without tipping D off?

Meanwhile, D was looking through the transcripts of the 25 suspects. Many of them were spotless, and this seemed normal. Then Wasabi brought up a boy named Daniel's profile.

"Sir, this person seems to have been set up while in 6th grade. He states that someone stole his grammar book and the teacher made him pay for it, but the school supported the teacher. This person may have a hatred for the school system and could possibly be Karma. In addition, I forgot to give you your charm from last night. It's another Aladdin toy. It was dark in there, you see-"

"Don't make excuses, Wasabi. Most of the grade changes have been occurring after school hours, and yesterday all of the grade changes stopped after our little show. Today we will air another one at the same time, including some of this information only Daniel would know. If there are no more grade changes, then Daniel must be Karma and we can bring him in."

At dinner again, the snowing on the TV and the D came up on the screen.

It is me again, Karma. I know about the grammar book in 6th grade. It is ok that you feel bad for being the victim of injustice, but it is not ok for you to take it out on other people. Turn yourself in, or I will find you. Either way, you are ruined for life.

Oh man, this D person is good. He already has me. He has probably found out that I stopped using the Tapioca Note from yesterday, and now he's just poking at random information, and it just happens to be mine. If I use the tapioca like normal tonight, he will think that it is not me and move on to his next suspect.

"This sure is an interesting twist, Daniel. Are you going to get caught?" Light gave an evil grin with his squid beak.

"It's too late to turn back now, Light. I'm going to follow this through, just like I said I would, and give you a good show."

"You are my kind of guy, Daniel." The Calamari said, and floated up to the ceiling, watching Daniel get to work writing in the Tapioca Note.

Rules:

8. The Tapioca Note never runs out of pages.

Chapter 4: Fin.