Pretty well, until...

Cindy's first class for the day was math. She liked math, but didn't like the teacher who taught it. But after that weekend, she was just happy to have a normal day and was diligent participating in the class. Behind her, she could hear her three tormentors whispering all the time. If she turned around to look what was going on, she could see them on the phone and talking to each other pointing on specific details or something on the screen. Cindy turned back around and focused on the lesson again. Later she noticed as all three of them burst out laughing behind her and as she turned around again one of them pointed at her and said. "You liked being tied up in the basement, don't you, hahaha we found the diary here, and it's actually hilarious!" Cindy stopped dead in her tracks. Yea, she remembered about something like the app will write a diary of what happened to her, but why were they able to read it? Just because one of them got to be an observer? This is bad, this is really bad. Cindy's face turned red in embarrassment, they would know everything about what happened! "Cindy, stop distracting your classmates and turn back around. Please concentrate on the lesson. "Sure it was her fault, she thought and turned around. The rest of the lesson, she only looked down on her paper and thought about what they might discover about her by reading the diary. She remembered her sister putting something on top of her phone during her humiliation in the basement. So maybe this wouldn't be in the diary and also the app did not know too much about her situations, just what punishments she received. But this still was way too much, and they should know none of this!