
Dear Hawk,
I've talked to Lucifer. He told me that this
headfur hair I have on my head... It's a kind of effect from my disguise. I have a photo of my disguise - second....

The
furstyle hairstyle is pretty much the same as that one. I can change it, but... I do like it, I suppose. I asked him if he could remove it, as it could have helped in proving to everyone else that I'm the real Skyler, the answer wasn't very... positive.

Me: Lucifer, can you remove this... useless clump of... hair?
Lucifer: Yes, it is possible, but -
Me: THEN DO IT.
Lucifer: - there is a 99.999% that I may accidentally remove you from existence, in which, the memory of you will be wiped out from everybody's minds, and it will seem like you have never been born.
Me:

Um, def... defin... defination? No, wait... Gah, just... meaning. Yes, meaning...
Lucifer: Definition? You will have never existed. You will... vanish.
Me:

Umm... No thanks, then.
So much for being positive and everything. Ugh. Being positive stinks. Well, I'd better... find someone that knows me... well enough. But if Fang can't, who can? .... Maybe.... Hmm.... Whatever. I'll just try to find out myself.... I need to put you down for a moment...
Well, I think... Being positive might be a good thing!

Surprisingly, it's a jock... It's Riptide.

Riptide says it seems to have been forever since he saw me, so... He hasn't seen the robot yet! I think Link knows who's real or not, too, but he hasn't been talking much, just watching.... He's creepy.... Anyways, I took him outside to explain everything behind a tree. I suggested my room, but he sorta freaked out because it was a girl's dorm. Then I suggested his dorm... and he really freaked out. Probably because of that girly plushie. I didn't mention it, though, but I think he knew that I knew (confusing, isn't it?) that he had the plushie... So we had to hide behind that tree.
Me: So, Riptide.... There'sarobotrunningaroundinschoolpretendingtobemeandI'mgoingtofreakoutrightnowbecause -
Riptide:

Um, what?
Me: *facepaw* I said, there'sarobotrunningaroundinschoolpretendingto -
Riptide: Can you be... slower?
Me: Oh? Okay. Why does your name sound like a piece of paper?
Riptide: Umm.... What?
Me: You know, because paper can rip and - oh, yes, back to... the point.
Riptide: .... Yeah....
Me: Okay, there'sa - I mean, there's a robot running around school... that looks like me. It's making everyone believe that I'm a fake and the robot's real... Mainly because I have hair... for... some reason.
Riptide: Ah, I see... What did you say again?
Me: *facetree* Fine, fine. I said - actually, can you help me?
Riptide: Um, you said....?
Me: *groan* Okay, so there's a robot.... me... that I didn't create. It's making everyone think... that the robot is real and I'm not. I don't know why, but since I have hair.... they believe the robot.
Riptide: Okay... So how do I help?
Me: Um... Follow me?
Riptide: Sure!
So he followed me, humming the latest hit rock song thing under his breath, but he was
LOUD. I mean, loud. He was nearly as loud as Fang... As we walked back into school, I noticed
a couple of dogs everyone staring at him. And me.
Me:
Psst.... Riptide? Can you be quiet?Riptide:
What? I can't hear you.That caused everybody and everybody else (is that possible?) to start looking at me like I was weird. So I grabbed Riptide and pulled him back outside.
Me:
Be quiet!Riptide: Ah, I get it. Now....
Then I noticed a shape huddled underneath another tree. A furry shape, and it had it's snout under it's paws. It shook once in a while, and it took me
no time at all a couple of seconds to figure out what was happening.
Me: Hey, Rip -
Riptide: She's crying.
Me: Um, yeah?
Riptide: Yeah?
Me: Yeah?
Riptide: Yeah?
Me: Fine, stop the yeahing.
Riptide: Is that even a word?
Me: No. Let's go to it.
Riptide: Her.
Me: Why are we talking in one word sentences?
Riptide: You're not.
Me: You aren't either.
Riptide: Yeah, you're right. Now can we go to her?
Me: What? Who? *glances back* Um, okay.
So we hurried over. Riptide was
still humming, with that

face all the time. I got a closer look... And I realized who it was.

Me: Sunny?!
Sunny: *sniffle* Go away.
Me: .... Why?
Sunny: Nobody believes me anymore.
Me: .... What?!
Sunny: *looks up* Skyler?! I mean, um, Outcast girl...
Me: ..... What do you mean, nobody believes you?
Sunny:

*sniffle* Nobody likes Populars.... Except for Populars...
Riptide: *standing at the side*

You finished with your makeup talk yet?
Me: Makeup - *punches him in the snout*
Riptide: Ow! You didn't have to do that!
Me: I had. *glances back at Sunny*
Sunny: I -
Before she finished her sentence, suddenly I heard a horrible, girly squeal.
???: SUNNY! There you are!

I didn't need to look - it was the White-nosed Dog, Snowy.
Sunny: *sniffs and looks up* S - Snowy?
Then I realized Snowy was looking at another dog - and another very familiar one, too.

Me: Wh - What?!
Sunny #1: S - See... She... She's.... fake....
Me: But - But....
Sunny #2: Hello, Snowy. You look
so gorgeous in your beautiful dress! It's like,
so trending!
Snowy: Why, thank you! Populars always look beautiful like me, but
I am the most beautiful of all, aren't I?
Sunny #2: Of course! There's nobody in this school who looks as pretty as you, as gorgeous as you, and is as popular as you!
Me: *whispers to Sunny #1*
Um, Sunny #1 - I mean, Sunny... Who is that?I couldn't feel.... angry at her. Even though she was a Popular... and a mean one, too. Well, used to be...
Sunny #1: Number... 1?
Me: Um, sorry...
Riptide: *still rubbing his snout*
Sunny #1: Well.... I don't know... B - But... she's replaced me....
Me: I... I... Come with me... There's something I need to tell you. *
gently tugs Sunny away from the squealing Populars and hides behind the tree*
Sunny #1: What?
Me: There's... a robot running around school.... who looks like me. Nobody seems to know it's a robot.... except for me. It might be... some kind of hologram or something?
Riptide: *shuffles over* When did you start using formal words like hologram?
Me: I... I don't know... But, you see... Nobody believes me, either. I think Lucifer knows who I really am...
Sunny #1: You know... the Emo boy - I mean... Lucifer?
Me: Long story. But I do... And Link probably knows, too, but he seems to like avoiding everybody in the world. And Riptide, of course.
Sunny #1: Okay... Perhaps.... I could come... with you? Since.... Um... Beautiful Populars... like me... don't stick with Outcasts, but... we have to work together.
Me: Oh... Okay. I'll try talking with some of... the students around.
I led Riptide (who was still humming) and Sunny #1 (who had managed to stop sniffling) back into the school, still attempting to avoid the Populars... Not Sunny
#2 I mean #1. Or should I say... Attempting to avoid... the clone? Or is the Sunny I'm talking to a clone herself and is trying to trick me? I guess I have no choice but to trust her...
Anyways, the hallways had cleared mostly. I spotted Hannah, but since she was holding a scythe, I was unwilling to talk to her... but Riptide just had to butt in.

Me:
An Emo? I don't think... She's holding a... scythe? And...Hannah: Die. *uses scythe to slice off a plushie's head*
Me:
Um, let's... not...Riptide: *walks right up* Hey, Hannah! You see a robot around? Maybe a clone of her? *points at Sunny* You know, cause -
Hannah: Um, you're annoying -
Riptide: Cause -
Hannah: Ugh, GO AWAY! *swings scythe and cleaves off the plushie's tail as well*
Riptide: As I was saying, 'cause these two aren't being trusted, you know, because the clone and the robot are -
Hannah: DIE! *swings scythe at Riptide*
Riptide: *scoots backwards* I mean, die! I mean.... bye! *turns tail and flees*
Me: *grabs him by the tail* Come back!
Riptide: *trips* Oof. *gets up*
Me: I mean, let's... go. *rushes past Hannah*
Hannah: *glares at Riptide* Annoying jock.
So we escaped from the scythe wielding
monster dog and down the hallway, where Riptide bumped into Danava.

Riptide: Oh, hi! My friend here -
Danava: *turns around, ready to run*
Riptide: - needs help. And the Popular, too. Dusky, was it?
Sunny (I'll just call her Sunny): Not Dusky... It's Sunny.
Danava: *pauses* You... need help?
Me: .... Yes.
Danava: Really? But I saw you... looking really happy with your friends... I don't know your name, though. And... Sunny, was it? You seemed to... love being... a Popular. And not stick... with Outcasts... like me.
Sunny: Those... they were... clones. Or robots... But we really need your help, Danava. Please... believe me.
Danava: I... Stop crying... *hands over tissue* I... I'll.... help you, then. But... can you explain?
Danava's Tail: *snaps*
Riptide: Eep! *jumps back in surprise*
Danava: Quiet, tail. *tosses some pellets at it*
Danava's Tail: *chomps on pellets*
Danava: Anyways, sorry for that... *blinks her eye* Well... do you need some privacy? I hear voices... coming up the hallway.
Me:
Sure! I mean, sure! Now, um, RUN!
I dragged her away, closely followed by Riptide and Sunny. I ran for the girls dorms and rushed in the first one that had an open door, slamming it shut.
Riptide: A... girls dorm?
Me: Um, yeah, why -
Then I noticed someone staring at me in confusion. Not Sunny, Riptide, or Danava.

Creek:

What is a
boy doing in my dorm?! *suddenly punches Riptide in the snout*
Riptide: OW! Stop doing that!
Me: *steps on his paw* Sorry, Creek -
Creek: Why.... do you have hair?
Me: Oh? Hair? I have hair - Oh, wait. I do.
Creek: The real Skyler... doesn't. I just talked to her. She was -
Me: A robot?
Creek: A robot? She was... more like... the real you.
Me: I... It's because it's an emergency... And I need... help. *hears banging sounds at door* Have they found me?

*spins around*
Riptide: *banging at door* LET ME OUT! I CAN'T STAND IT! LET ME OUT!
Sunny: *holding door shut*
Danava's Tail: *holding on to Riptide's tail with it's jaws*
Danava: *glances up* Oh, sorry. Should I... knock him out?
Riptide: NO! DON'T!
Me: Then be quiet. *turns to Creek* The me.... you saw earlier... that's a robot.
Creek: Can.... I trust you?
Me: Please.... I.... You can. Sunny... The other one... Is supposedly a clone. Riptide and Danava... they're helping me, I suppose. I don't know... if Xander will, though.
Creek: *eyes soften* He will. It's hard when you feel you're alone... But I know he's someone you can count on.
Me: How.... do you know?
Creek: Popular... thinking, I guess. Look. *holds up camera*
There was a photo of the dance. Xander had his paws on my waist, and we were.... dancing. I realized... I did.... count on him. I did... crush on him, I suppose. I just never realized the little jump of my heart every time I saw him.... was real. I thought I imagined it. But there's something else I need to solve...
Me: You're a stalker?
Creek: Um, no... But.... I feel the same about Fang, too. He's a good guy... he just needs some encouraging, that's all... to have him believe in you.
Me: I... I.... I get it. But... will you help me?
Creek: I... will. I know how it feels to be... like it's just you against the world.
Me: But how -
Creek: Don't need to talk about it. *glances at Riptide* Maybe... we find somewhere.... more comfortable for all of us.
Me: I - Agreed, then.
I guess I've found... help. I'm... hoping.... everything will be all right. But about Hell Clan... I don't think it's about them anymore. There's a darker force somewhere.... I feel it. I feel it vibrating my bones, setting my fur on end. But I don't know.... Could it just be a trick of my imagination? Or was it the light? Ah, never mind. But.... Am I just thinking everything's worse than it seems? I better.... figure out where we can have a private discussion... See you, Hawk. And hopefully.... I'll survive. I'll make them believe. Believe.... that we are real. Show them... we aren't fakes. We will... prove to them.... Robots and clones can't stop us from surviving school.