Authors notes: **Being yelled at and having fruit thrown her way** GAH!! WHOA!!! PEOPLE CALM YOURSELVES!!!!! Geez oh man! It's okay! Breathe, in out in out. Com'on! Breathe with me!

**Laughs cuz she got them to freak out on life!**

All right, I want to change my name. So I am going to, okay? Just to warn you. I will tell you all when I figure out what to change it to.

Okay, do you like the bigger font? I saved it to WD instead of HTML. So, it's bigger! But now I don't get to bold or italicize or anything! Tell me which one you like better!

Disclaimer: **Balances a book on her head and skips. Falls and breaks her arm…**

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Tuesday, at home

It was Michael.

It was Michael.

The killer was Michael.

I just can't believe what is happening. I loved him. I DO love him! How could he do this to me? Why hadn't I known he was a psychopathic killer before? Shouldn't these things be obvious? Michael has never even hurt a fly.

Well not literally- one time, when we were younger, and I was at this house, he kept chasing me and Lilly around with a bug swatter that he had just used on like, ten bugs. It was gross. He didn't give up till we threatened to flash him. Lilly was---

LILLY!

Oooh no! I haven't even thought of Lilly! She could be in danger at this very moment! Her brother wouldn't hurt her…Would he?! This is so totally not cool! Do I have to go save her!? I don't want anything bad to happen to Lilly. Especially if it would be from Michael, because I knew. I know he is a killer.

Oh God. I don't know what to do anymore.

It's just so hard. It's hard having the person I love with all my heart being a dangerous killer.

I'm going to Lilly's.

Oh my God, I am outside Lilly's door, sitting on the floor. This is crazy! I ran as fast as I could to get to her so that Michael wouldn't hurt her. I even left my house without the permission of like the ten adults there. And she doesn't care. She doesn't eve care.

When I got there, I just walked in because no one answered. I didn't want to think WHY no one answered the door.

"Hello?" I shouted down the halls of the house.

No one answered.

"Hello!?"

"Mia?" It was Michael! "Mia, what are you doing here?" He was coming closer! "You shouldn't be here Mia…"

I ran. I ran really fast. I found myself in the living room.

And there she was. Lilly. There was Lilly sitting on the couch, with Sontanna next to her, doing her hair. HER HAIR! Can you believe that?! She was doing her hair! I gaped at them.

"Lilly?"

They both jumped and turned. Sontanna's face split into a bright smile, but Lilly was glaring. "What do you want Mia?"

I stammered on my words. "I was just worried about…" I heard a noise behind me and jumped.

It was Michael. He came up next to me and smiled. "I tried Lilly, but I couldn't get her to go." I shuddered as I looked up at him, his hair in his eyes, making him look adorable. Yeah, an adorable KILLER.

Lilly got up and left Sontanna to get to me. She grabbed my arm and pulled my into her room. "Go."

"What!? Why!?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Don't you know that when no one answers the door that you don't just WALK in?! That's very rude and I won't have my friends being idiots!"

I stared at here. What did she mean? Why did she want me to leave? "Lilly, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." She took a peek out of her room to look down the hall to the living room, them back at me. "Don't you dare say a word of this."

Oh. The hair thing.

She made me leave. She actually forced me out of the house. That was so not cool. I need to get her away from Michael! But when he pushed me out, she locked the door.

I started walking down the stairs, but I stopped in my tracks. I hadn't looked at her hair, but now I remember. It was in knots!

Oh God.

I tried pounding on her door but she didn't let me in. Only Michael came by and yelled through the door. "I'm sorry Mia! She won't let me let you in! Want me to go ask again?"

I screamed yes at him.

He came back. "She said no, she's upset because you saw her hair. Why do you want to come in so much? Nothing's wrong."

Nothing's wrong? Ha!

Tuesday, after Kenny left

I cannot even believe this. I cannot believe this! My life is so totally messed up. I am not even joking. Kenny was just here. He just barged his way in here and was all over the place. Nervous and stuff, you know? (Of course you don't know. You're a diary!) It was kind of creepy. Actually, it was VERY creepy!

This is how our meeting went:

He dropped on the bed next to me, his hair falling in his eyes, and started up a conversation. This is how it went:

"Hey Mia, just came by to see if you're okay."

My heart started to pound in my chest. Did he know? "Yeah, I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?"

He shrugs. "Oh no reason." He stopped speaking and looked on the floor.

"What's wrong Kenny?"

He looked back up at, fidgeting around on the bed. "Do you like Lilly?"

What was wrong with him? Why was he asked me this? I was going to tell him that of course I did. Why wouldn't I? But then I remembered earlier this day. She was mad at me- just because I wanted to protect her. I told Kenny that she was mad at me.

"Why?" His eyes lighted up.

Weird. I shrugged. "I don't know. Some stupid reason. She can really be a jerk sometimes. I was just trying to help…"

He reached out and ran his hands through my hair. "I'm sorry…Want me to talk to her?"

I flinched as he touched me. "Um, no that's okay Kenny. She'll get over it eventually."

He scooted closer on the bed, his eyes closing as his face got nearer to mine. My mind screamed in protest. I ducked out of his arms and get off the bed.

His jaw clenched and his eyes hardened. Uh oh. "Um, I have to go to bathroom, okay?"

He nodded and turned to look at the wall. I ran to the bathroom and leaned against the door for a minute. Dear God! What was wrong with me?! He's my BOYFRIEND! I was being stupid. So, I went back.

When I was back in my room he was standing in the middle of the room, looking cheerful. I started to say I was sorry, but he spoke before I could.

"Well, Mia, I think I am going to go. Only came over to see if you were okay." He brushed past me and left.

That's what happened. That's just so totally screwy. What the…? I just looked over at my floor and my photo album is opened. A picture is missing. What the heck? What that like that before? Oh well.