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Teen Titans: The Alpha Five

Isis – Part 2

Dear Diary,

Rule number one of people observing – don't get attached with the subject.

Rule number two of people observing – don't get caught

Rule number three of people observing – keep your findings to yourself

You might be wondering why I've written the three most important rules of people observing down here, well I'll tell you. I've written them as a reminder to myself not to break any of them, because whilst I managed to obey the second and third rule I haven't managed to keep to the most important one of all – rule number 1.

Yes, Diary, you guessed it, despite forbidding myself to get attached to a subject I have gone against my own ruling. I couldn't help it. The more I analysed him, the more I fell into the trap that I have tried so hard to avoid.

You'll remember, the last paragraph of my last entry, the subject was Ryu, and I had classified him as a lone wolf, the classification that I consider myself to be in. He is quiet and thoughtful, yet a good listener, dependable and reliable, he won't change… He's… secure, safe.

ARGH! This is so frustrating, I know I'm breaking my own rule, but I can't help it.

My further research isn't going completely as planned, though I have managed to analyse some more facts about a few of my subjects.

Phoenix seems to be concealing a lot, even away from those she spends time with. She seems to find it hard to trust people; her body language exudes confidence, yet there are conflicting motions that suggest that she is cautious and holding back. I can't understand this; she has everything she could possibly want; yet she doesn't flaunt it, as if there is something that is dirtying her perfect life… Yeah right.

Thida is a lot more complicated than first thought. Though he is a jock, it seems he only dons this for the reason he doesn't seem to fit anywhere else. He tries to interact with the popular boys, but his more laddish appearance seems to cause some funny looks and makes him uncomfortable. He seems much more at home as the leader of his true species.

Though, as I tried to research my other subjects, I found myself distracted and observing Ryu more and more. As I watched him and wrote as I observed, eating a green salad sandwich in the corner of my mouth, I glanced up and to my surprise, found that he was gone. I was just about to curse my misfortune when somebody sat next to me.

I almost fell off my chair.

It was him, Ryu. Just sitting there, quietly saying a hello and smiling slightly at me. It was nervous at first and we instantly hit it off, even if I did feel someone was watching me the whole time and I don't mean Ryu.

I'm serious; it felt as if someone's eyes were drilling into the side of my face or something. I felt dead creeped out. It was only when Ryu asked what I had been writing that I managed to concentrate on the conversation again, managing to close, well you, Diary, and shrug it off with, a very convincing I might add, 'nothing'.

I finally have someone else to talk to, well someone other than writing in here and talking to you Diary. I know I've thought and said this so many times, I know its stupid to talk to a book as if it were a living breathing person, but it does make me feel better, I guess I have my own insecurities, and I really must stop analysing myself.

Anyway, I have a small problem now. Well I say small, but it feels a lot bigger. I know I shouldn't be breaking the rules I've made, I've made them for a reason after all, but Ryu and I are so alike. I finally have a living, breathing best friend, a friend who isn't made out of paper. I can't throw all that away can I, just because of the rules I made? What do I do Diary? What do I do!

So more questions for Isis, does she go against her principles, her rules, or enjoy having friends? What would you do? I know what I'd do. Find out what Isis will do in thenext chapter.