Sorry I haven't update this in a few days. Please enjoy! :)

Lemme correct you: I wanted to fall. As Josh was pushing me back to the medical bay in my makeshift wheelchair (which was Murray’s office chair), I stepped on the office chair’s break. Because Josh was pushing me at a pretty fast speed, the sudden stop was jolting. It was like when someone is biking and suddenly janked the break. Newton's first law, the law of interia really worked in my favor. Josh gave a yelp and the chair suddenly stopped and I flew out of the chair and landed right on my face, because I wanted to look really injured, which I was. The sudden impact with the floor made my ribs groan in pain and I screamed.

My goal of this whole show was to get Joshua’s phone. As I was filming the hostage video, I noticed his phone sticking out of his pocket. After the filming was done, I saw him check his phone and because of my uncanny gift for numbers, quickly memorized his sixteen digit passcode and stored it in my brain for later. And five minutes later, I had a plan formulating.

As he was trying to pick me up (I was pretending to be incapable of moving my legs even though it was my ribs that were hurting), Josh was swearing and picked me up and threw me in the office chair. What he didn’t know was that when he was grabbing me, I grabbed his phone out of his pocket. He didn’t notice and kept swearing at me while he was rolling me down the hall.

I stuck the phone in my waistband of my pants and went through the rest of the day paranoid.

I spend the night in the medical bay, and I was alone, but didn’t trust SPYDER and around three in the morning, I went to the most secret hiding space in the history of ever: The bathroom.

I didn’t know who to call, but in the end I decided to call Zoe.

I wasn’t expecting Zoe to answer the phone, given it was three in the morning and an unknown number, but to my surprise, she answered on the third ring.

Cautiously, Zoe answered the phone, “Um... hello?”

I gave a sigh of relief, “Zoe! It’s Ben!”

“BEN!” she screamed and I had to resist the urge to yank the phone from my ear.

"Shhhhh!" I hissed, "I'm gonna get caught!"

"Okay, okay I'm sorry." She quieted down but excitement was in her voice, "I saw the video with you and Josh. And Erica! Oh my god! I thought she disappeared but wow. I knew she was too good to get caught. But I thought she was too good to be evil. I mean, SPYDER? Is she undercover? You can tell me. How'd you get captured? How'd you get a phone? No doubt SPYDER took your phone. Oh and how are you Ben?” I love how it took that many questions to ask about me.

"I fell on my face and got Josh’s phone. I think Erica is truly dedicated to SPYDER. She beat me up the other day. I've been treated well otherwise." I tired to not let emotion creep into my voice, but it didn't work.

"Aww, Ben." Sympathy rang in her voice, "I'm sorry to hear that. Did you call me to say hi or do you have a plan you want me to follow up on? Where are you by the way?" I glance down and realize currently, I'm on the john. But I'm not sure she wants to hear that.

"You know how I said I was visiting a sick grandma? Well that was a lie. While on a run with Mike, some guy ran into me and gave me a note. It was written by Erica and she said she needed help. Like a sucker, I fell for it. So I made up that grandma story to get out of school. The note said to go to Berigson and Vermont, but Erica knocked me out so I don't know where I am." I've been kicking myself everyday, cursing myself that I was so loyal. If I hadn' trusted her as much as I should, I wouldn't be in this situation.

“I can’t believe you! You lied to me! You’re defending that lying moron! I’ve been loyal since day one! And you still are defending that bully and traitor! Stop it!” Zoe calmed down, “Ben, I've been trying to warn you. Erica doesn't care about anyone else; she cares about her career and her job. That' it. That's what makes her so dangerous."

Inside, I agreed to this, but I still said, "I know, but Erica is a good person. She can...I don't know. She's just misled right now."

Zoe took an angry tone, "Ben! Stop defending and justifying her behavior. You know it's wrong what she's doing. And I still can't believe you lied to me. Now I know what's it like to be a pawn. I should just ask you what it's like. There's no way she's 'misled.' She smarter than all of us combined. She knows what she's doing."

I frowned because this is the same argument I had with Erica before she beat me up. Now I was being a hypocrite. I was doing what I told Erica not to do.

"Ben," Zoe continued, "You're a pawn. You're a tool being used by both Erica and SPYDER. When can you realize this? Look did you call for something or just to defend your girlfriend?" Zoe said with a frustrated voice. I ignored the jab.

"I turned on location on this phone. Can you track it?" I said simply. I had a small plan formulating in my head.

Grumbling, I heard Zoe walk to her computer and and search it up.

"Oh and by the way," she said with iron in her voice as she looks up the coordinates, "School' been a mess since both of you left. Greg has been tormenting the first years and without Erica to protect them, they're defenseless. In the war game, it was actually somewhat fair. And no one's scared to walk past Erica's former table. Ah! Found It! You're about four hundred miles into Virginia. From Spy School, it takes about six hours to drive. What's the plan?" So I told Zoe about my poorly designed plan. We talked logistics a little while after and finally got off the toilet and back into bed, safely hiding the phone.

But I couldn’t sleep. I kept replaying the conversation with Zoe in my head. Was Zoe right? Did Erica never care for me and took me as a pawn? Am I that useless? And most importantly: Was I doing the same thing as Erica? What was Zoe suggesting?