Freak Week - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Dear Robot Diary,

Guess we humans aren't the only ones getting emotional around here.

I get it, I get it, you're upset. I didn't tell you about Crush right from the start and I'm real sorry about that. But if you could just hold off on malfunctioning for a few more days, so I can continue to record my intense teenage girl thoughts and feelings in you while we're all stuck down here, that'd be great.

So you probably want to know all the stuff I've never told anybody. About Crush, I mean. Well, seeing as how everyone else is busy at the moment, I suppose I can spare a few hundred keystrokes. Just try not to do that super weird thing you did two minutes ago the first time I tried writing, all right? I can't lose you now. I'm starting to feel WAY too many feels, and without you, I'm probably going to say something I shouldn't, and have to deal with the super awkward consequences for SIX MORE DAYS WITHOUT ANY CHANCE OF ESCAPE.

Anyway, back to Crush. Where do I b

OH MY GOD. NO. THAT DID NOT JUST HAPPEN.

So I'm sitting here, about to craft this beautiful word masterpiece about the love of my life, when literally everything went dark. Everything, including you, Robot Diary. You're back now, but I'll get to that in a minute. Here's what went down.

I couldn't sleep last night, first of all. Listen, I love Marmie like the sister I never had, but she snores louder than a freaking lawn mower. At first I thought it might be Harry, or Mr. Kevin, or maybe even Banana, but no. 

Eventually she did stop snoring, which is when I first heard the wind. At least, i thought it was the wind. Whatever it was, it was loud and continuous. I got up and started wandering away from the others, just because.

"Hey, Lace." I spun around. Crush stood behind me, a silhouette against the light from the previous room. To be honest, I never even knew he knew my name. "Where you goin'?"

"Can't sleep," I said with an innocent shrug. "Just wanted to see what's down here. Explore, I guess. At least until we figure out what's gonna happen today."

"Mind if I join you?" he asked. I just shrugged, for fear of what might come out of my mouth next if I tried speaking, and we started walking in one direction. We didn't find much, just a bunch of old chairs and desks and computer parts. We could have walked in the other direction, too, but everyone else was awake by then so we just went back to "base."

He pulled out a book and started to read it. The cover looked like it had a picture of outer space on it. He liked reading sci-fi novels, apparently.

And while he read I started writing, and you freaked out a little, turning off and then back on again, and I started trying to write about Crush.

I stopped writing in the middle of a sentence and found myself staring at him. To get some writing inspiration, maybe? Then a random question flew out of my mouth so fast I didn't even realize until after I'd asked that it happened. Stupid Freak Week.

"Is your name really Crush?" I asked. "Like, that's your first name? Crush?"

Not sure if it's a good thing or not, but he never did get around to answering my question.

He was about to. He'd opened his mouth to speak and everything.

That's when everything went dark.

"If you're not okay, scream!" Mr. Kevin instructed, so loud it sounded like he was right next to me.

One of us screamed. I hoped it wasn't me.

"Harry?" Banana asked. "Where are you? Are you dead?"