11 flipping days. It's as if I've been dead! Well I'm not and that's the good thing.

I guess I've just been busy- it's kind of hard to be secretive in a journal when you're housing an illegal immigrant AND doing school work AND planning to ditch the immigrant Halloween style.

It's all so very tiresome- waking up super early to make sure my cousin doesn't find Hiro- thankfully hiro brought some spare clothing however offering to do the laundry so that my cousin doesn't see boy's clothes is still kinda suspicious.

Anyways it's kinda working?

I'm not so sure.

Either way- I think hiro is getting super uncomfortable sleeping on a mattress under my bed, I mean, it IS dusty and full of rubbish but it's his fault he's here.

I've been trying to kick him out but he says he won't leave until he gets an explanation as to why I didn't say goodbye- I always changed the subject at that.

I could lie but hiro insisted having Baymax around so he could see if I lied.

Anyways I have to go, since I can't write in this at home I'm writing on the bus and my bus stop is the next one.

Until next time!

-(y/n) out