WTF!! My arm was flipping stolen! I didn't even know it came off... But it does, and it's gone!? That arm took a lot of technical work and money to create, so I don't know what to tell dad. "Someone stole my arm"? Now I just sound stupid. Anyway, I'm back to uno arm for now.

I was originally just gonna write about the mental things I've discovered this past week, but life had other plans. I still want to mention how I've tried to cope though. Ever since the whole big toxic friend thing, I've tried to put more of my focus on my education and psychical therapy for my arm. I still always get side eyes and my stomach drops whenever I see an old 'friend'. I recently realized that I don't miss them, rather miss the entertainment they distracted me with. I never really liked them as people. I knew that bullying was pretty harsh, and I knew that some jerks did that to my brother, but I guess I never fully processed that that was... real? I dunno, but witnessing it just felt different... But back to the big boy topic. I still don't know who or what stole my arm and have no possible idea where it could be.

A big thing in PsyHigh that I never really bothered to care about was the fights. Because of the whole psychic part of this school, social ranking is based off of how cool or powerful your ability is. The students with weaker abilities or useless in normal circumstances are targeted more, and the students with amazingly powerful abilities are considered cool and mighty. My arm has a lot of different mechanics (I sort of lied to make them sound way cooler than they actually are), so no one ever came at me because I was 'more powerful' than them.

Well, right now I'm on the toilet and I honestly don't know what to do. I'm trying to keep a perfect attendance, but today's gonna be hard with no robotic cyborg arm to protect me. I'm thinking I'll just tape something hard to my elbow, throw on a bulky jacket and call it a day. Call me crazy, or is that actually a good idea? I dunno, but crossing my fingers it works.

P.S., Apparently I'm Student of the Month!? I was tryna stay on the down low, but that's pretty cool! Actually, me and Sean are Students of the Month. I never heard of two people being SOTM but something tells me they just felt a little bad for 'ol Seany Wawny...

It's a cool evening and the rain is drizzling. The sun is starting to set into a pretty orange and purple gradient. Life is good ever since I started at Psychic High School...

Is what I would say if these dorks didn't ruin it for me.

I was headed to 8th period when I saw a group of what I thought were my "friends", bully my little brother, Sean! I was so confused but then I got clouded with anger. I stormed over and confronted them asking what they were doing. Apparently they didn't have any idea we were related so continued to talk trash about my bro. I announced he was my little brother, then the crowd went silent. People started whispering, laughing, and giving me disgusted looks. I thought the group would apologize and everything would be all good but I guess that's not how life is. I could tell every emotion they had for me just by the look in their eyes. I felt ashamed and sort of regretted what I had just said. Maybe I should've pretended I didn't know Sean and went along with my party girl, cool cyborg, popular, fun life. That thought soon was removed from my mind when I looked at my little bro. He had bruises on his shoulder from being pushed into a locker. His glasses were smashed and shattered on the floor. Why would I EVER want to think of myself as their friend? Frick them! I walked past them and tried to help Sean up. He didn't wanna hear it and got up himself and stormed away.

Sean has always been jealous of me. Especially since I got the cyborg arm. He's such a hard worker and doesn't get the recognition he deserves. On the other hand, I've got it all handed to me. I get through life with no effort, and have always had the advantages. When I got my injury, everyone gave me gifts, love, care, and their overall pride that I was able to persevere. Sean has always held a grudge against me for that I think. Can't blame him though.

Anyway, I ran away from the crowd. I heard whispers of conversations, hearing my name, weird arm, and things about my brother. I tried to block it out but it felt like all of the words were spears of fire chasing me and stabbing into my body. Burning it to a crisp. Then I realized my arm was really hot. It looked like it was about to burst. I quickly headed to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall, then I grabbed a bunch of toilet paper and wrapped my arm in it. I started to cry, tears falling down my cheeks. I wonder if other people sometimes just feel so hopeless, yet still so angry. Thought after thought, my head was spinning. Soon I got the idea that maybe my arm warms up when I get extremely overwhelmed. I noticed this happen during the summer when I was at a crowded outdoor festival. Random adults kept approaching me real close asking if I wanted to buy what they were selling. I had no personal space and was still supposed to act nice. My arm got realll hot, but I thought it was just the summer heat. The same thing happened again at a sporting event. Then in my own room from a flipping video game.

Well, at least I discovered something new today. I ended up skipping 8th period in the bathroom stall to clear my head and took the long way back to my dorm, trying to avoid as many people as possible. I stormed up to my room and shut the door. Food didn't seem appealing right now, so I skipped dinner and laid in my bed, contemplating life... That's when I decided to write in you, Journal. Y'know, the previous little diary entry was a lot more cheery. But stuff happens, and that's life. Goodnight, Journal. Hopefully the morning will bring a new and improved mindset for me.

YOOO my name's Scarlette nd I'm a flippin cyborg!! Tdy was my first day at psy high, so of course ur girl's excited. The ppl here are sooo chill I clicked instantly. 1st period was robotics so i got ppl all over me. i mean, who wouldnt be amazed by my super cool amazingly awesome robot arm?? anyhoo, my friends are spam texting again gtg