Post-production note: everything was written during and after season 1 and since there was that year-long lag-time I had no choice but to make up stuff on my own.

3-1: Revealed

Sissy's cousin, Janika, joined the gang on accident when she hacked into Jeremy's computer and eventually found her way into Lyoko. X.A.N.A. has already stolen a couple ideas from her laptop and used them against the gang, but now she's just having trouble fitting in at school when the evil computer strikes again...

I am begging on my knees here! I need more ideas if you guys want Janika to survive through Writer's Block Tribulation. If you don't she'll be gone, so I'm sending out my final plea: Give me your troubles, your woes and I'll make them hers.

Janika scowled and kicked at the bench where her bookbag should have been. She had searched high and low for the last two hours with no luck. She'd lost all her homework and even her diary was missing. Silently she hoped no one had read it.

With a sigh, the dark-haired girl started walking toward the dorms. Maybe someone dropped it off at the Lost & Found. As she approached, a group of girls started snickering and a few glared. One had to cover her mouth to keep from snorting. There was no doubt she was the butt of their joke, whatever it was.

Feeling her face beginning to heat up, Janika raced past them into the building. As she was leaning against the wall to calm herself, a pair of boys came down. When they saw her, one winked and the other made kissing-noises. Her blush escalated to 200 degrees and she fled up the stairwell.

Hiding her flaming face, she made it to her floor. Unfortunately there were a dozen girls in the hall outside her door, all talking. When they caught sight of her, nearly every single one grew silent and glowered.

"Is it true?" "I had no idea you liked him. Too bad he's taken." "Nice artwork, Cheetah." "Give me a break! I've never seen such lousy—"

Janika could only gawk as she was swarmed by the flock of girls. The comments were getting worse.

"—really think you're better than us, don't you?" "You're not even from here!" "Yeah, your parents are a couple of losers who dumped you off." "If you hate this school so much, then why don't you just leave?"

Someone yanked her braid and another grabbed her arm, digging sharp fingernails into her skin. They were getting really physical. Janika tried to free herself, but the girls were pushing and shoving now, preventing her escape. Tears stung her eyes, but she refused to cry.

Suddenly the noise died down and the crowd parted. Yumi muscled her way through the mob, a dangerous glint in her eye. Several girls winked at each other, sure there was going to be a catfight. She stopped in front of Janika and abruptly pushed the ones holding her.

"What is going on here?" She directed it toward the dozen girls who shuffled their feet nervously. "Get out."

Yumi didn't raise her voice. She didn't have to; it carried tremendous power and a serious threat. With many sidelong glances, they all left.

Janika unlocked her door and Yumi followed her inside. Her face was livid. "Mind telling me what this is?" she thrust a booklet of Xeroxed papers at her.

The dark-haired girl gasped as she recognized her own crude sketch of a cheetah on the front. It was awful. One of her first attempts when she was younger. She took the booklet and flipped through, finding entries from her diary everywhere. They were mostly ones describing Kadic and the people who annoyed her. She swallowed forcibly. Whoever had done this had wanted revenge for something.

She looked at her friend. "Everyone in school has read this, I take it?"

"I would say so. You said some pretty harsh things."

"Did you read it too?"

Yumi put her hand on Janika's shoulder. "Just the first two pages, then I saw your name. That's when I realized a lot of people might be after you. Looks like I got there just in time."

She rubbed her scalp, favoring the tender spot where her braid had been jerked. "Thank you. I didn't write anything about Lyoko. I thought it might be dangerous."

"Well, I would say you might be in danger anyway. You insulted a lot of cliques, and they don't take too kindly to narrow-minded people."

"I'll be fine, Yumi. I just need to stay out of the way for a while. Could you bring me some food later tonight? I don't think I'll be leaving my room anytime soon."

(V)

Jeremy gaped at the paper. "I had no idea she liked opera. Did you?"

Odd shook his head. "Nope. I guess she's more colorful than we thought. But the skaters are going to be really ticked off if they get wind of this entry about her opinion of their off-campus jackets," he chuckled.

"Where did you get these, Odd? You must have twenty of them."

"They were in the cafeteria. I took the entire stack before anyone else came in."

"Why?"

"Probably because she wouldn't want anyone knowing her personal thoughts, Jeremy."

"Yeah, but you're reading her 'personal thoughts'."

"I'm her friend. I have an excuse." He could tell his pal had zoned out. The paper was just too interesting.

Odd was sipping from a Coke as he read and suddenly started sputtering. Jeremy jumped up and started pounding him on the back. The blonde kid shoved him away and pointed to the paper.

"Did you read this!"

"Oh, sick! You sprayed Coke all over it! Did that come out of your nose?"

"Jeremy, just read the fourth paragraph on page seven. Tell me what you see."

The other boy picked up a different, cleaner paper and flipped to the page. His eyes widened.

"Oh my... I really hope Yumi hasn't gotten hold of one of these. She might get physical with Janika." He looked at Odd. "Did you know they went on a date?"

"And why would I know that?"

"Because you're Ulrich's roommate! Did they really?"

Odd shrugged. "They went walking one night. That's all I know. Sissy came by a few minutes later to pester him, but I told her he had gone with Janika." His eyebrows shot up. "Do you think Sissy did this?"

"I wouldn't put it past her. She's more likely than anyone. It is kind of cruel, though." Jeremy sighed. "Well, Janika's life is ruined. Every club in school will be after her. She mentioned every one of them and I can't find a single thing that they wouldn't be offended by in here."

Odd was busy wiping Coke off his copy. "Well, what are we going to do?"

The computer nerd shrugged. What could they do?