Dear Diary,

Yes, if you're wondering, it's boring here in this stupid jail-ish cell thingy. We can't do ANYTHING! We have to do... ABSOLUTELY NOTHING EXCEPT EAT AND SLEEP! OH, AND EXERCISE! Can you believe it? It's awful right? Vespers! They are so selfish and full of themselves just like Vikram, Isabel, Ian, and Natalie Kabra. The brat Lucians. But, I'm happy to say that there is good news that I never got to tell you. Or I never got around to telling you.

ISABEL KABRA IS IN JAIL!

See, I have this thing. To keep things merrier, I have to exercise. I made everyone do 100 push-ups. Except for old Alistair and Fiske. I made them do 200. Just kidding. I made them do 50. What?! Don't look at me! It's for the happiness and entertainment for them! Well, it's health for them. It's happiness and entertainment for ME over here. Haha. They keep tipping over! Especially the Kabra chic!

And if you're wondering, I DO exercise TOO to keep my body in shape. Or else it's not fair. But I do look at the other's failures for a nice relaxing movie. It would be better if i had some popcorn. Too bad the VESPERS WON'T TOSS ME SOME GOOD SALTY BUTTERED POPCORN!

Moving on to a different subject, THE VESPERS WON'T GIVE US SOME BUTTERY AND SALTY POPCORN! Oh wait... That's not a new subject. Not a good start of one either. I'm just... Sad over my loss of good food. Like yummy Big Mac burgers from McDonalds. Sniff. Man, I am getting WAAAAAY off topic. Help me out a little here?

Now a REAL different topic. It's is 100% terrible being locked up and not being free! I need some space, losers! I mean, sure the cell has a LOT of space, (when I say a LOT, I mean bigger than my bedroom.) but I need more space. I'm a Holt for Pete's sake! I need to run!

The good part about this kidnap is that I don't need to hear Madison and Hamilton arguing and fighting over the TV remote. And Dad bragging on, and on, and on, about how he beat up a professional wrestler today. And how Mom outran a man in a men's race.

Wait... Why am I talking about GOOD things in this place? There ARE no good things about this stupid place. Argh! I am so dumb. Wait... No I'm not. Dad says to never give yourself put-downs and always believe in yourself. And give others put-downs and don't believe in THEM. "Be selfish." He always says. I sure miss home.

Today for some reason, they took pictures of us! Why? I'm wearing a jumpsuit! I should be wearing my best clothes! Like... My purple t-shirt and purple track pants! And sweater! Curse you, you "not know how to take photos" Vespers!

Ugh. You better bust us outta here, Amy and Dan. Or you won't feel your butts in no time. Cuz by that time, your heads will be where your butts used to be. Ya understand, hopeless and worthless children?

Reagan Holt