12:00
2014, January the 3rd
You wake up, you look to the right of your bed, and you don't see anyone, and you instantly remember.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------On Christmas Day, you go to your parents for a Christmas celebration. You say hello to your parents and then play video games with your cousins, and brothers and sisters, you just remember that you invited your girlfriend to the party and her family too. You hear knocking at the door and you rush towards it... only to be greeted by a pizza man, you take the pizza and pay for it, and set it on the table, you wonder where she could be,
"BZZZZ"
you hear a text come in, you read it,
"Im sorry my love, but, I can't be your GF any longer, I've found the one, The true one, and I know that he is, I'm sorry we are through"
you cringe, and then you sit, you hold your head and drop your phone, you see your father behind you and you say,
"Dad, pass me a drink"
He passes you bud light and you chug, you take a few seconds of chugging and your head slams down onto the table, you try to hold back tears, but the only way you can do this is to get drunk, You ask your dad for a pack, he passes you a full pack, you take a can from it every 5 minutes, when you finish the pack, you are just barely drunk, and you go upstairs, you lay on the bed that was made for you when you were 14, and you sob, your tears soak the pillow and you just feel suicidal, you hear the door open behind you, and you turn around, you see your mother with you phone, and that text on the screen, she hugs you, and then tells you its going to be alright, you lay back down into your bed, and your mom says,
"Look, if she thinks this new guy is so great, than she is going to miss out" she continues, "the only real thing that will make you feel better honey, is a good old fun time with your family"
she hugs you again,
"come downstairs when your ready to have fun"
you lay there for a few minutes before deciding that laying down and crying isn't going to make you feel better, you go back downstairs and play video games with your family, and you get called over the the kitchen by your big sister, she asks you if you want to help make the cake, you say yes, because you love tasting the frosting, you start to work on the batter and stir it, you grab the eggs, milk and butter, and mix, you pour the mix into a pan and place in the oven at about 360 degrees, you turn around to see your big sis behind you, and she says,
"Look up"
you look up to see a mistletoe, and you look back down and see your big sis kissing you on the lips, now, you guys have done this playfully almost every year, since you were 5, and there has never been a problem, until now, you show no fake passion, and she notices it, she breaks the kiss and asks,
"Whats up little bro, why aren't you kissing back?"
You just look down, and you have no answer, she sees you acting sad, and she kisses you on the cheek, she holds the kiss for 3 seconds before she breaks it,
"why don't you continue making the cake"
she says and walks off, an you continue making the cake, when the cake is done cooking, you take it out and put on the icing, you spread, and write on it with red and blue icing. You serve up the cake at the dining table, and cut yourself a slice, you take it to the living room where the video games are and then take bites. The Christmas Party ends and you drive home, you use your key and get into your apartment, and you go to sleep.
You sigh and you get up, you look outside, and it is snowing, from what you could tell it was at least 4 feet, making it impossible for anyone to go to work, so your stuck at home. You go onto your computer and you look around online, you see a social site, and you click on it, you look around and see the format, it seems interesting to you, and you sign up, you look and click admire on some girls that you liked, they never noticed you, and never clicked on you. About 3 days and the snow clears up, and you head off to work, your work specialty is with IBM as a business consultant, you get paid good money, but you use it only on essentials, but you still live in a condo in a nice neighborhood, you work everyday talking to people around the U.S. on how to make IBM better, each and every day this bores you, and you really have no idea about what you can do, you always fake listen, and wonder off into daydream land, but you also make your own statements and walls on how to make business better too, and you come home and relax.
3 months later, you haven't been able to access your account in weeks, and you decide to reset the password, as you do this you see tons and tons of messages about Fq's and Matches, but in the message you see the name, David Cunning, in there, you ask yourself who he is, and you move on, you finally are able to access your account, when you see your prof. pic and name, and you see a cute guy, and the name David Cunning, you look in your inbow to see billions of messages, all of them saying
"hi"
or
"hello cutie"
or
"Heyyy"
you look deeper and see millions of fq's all pointed at you, you see tons of hot chicks, wanting to be your friend,
"WHAT THE FUCK?" you yell,
you can't believe your eyes, you accept every girls FQ and say,
"Hai there :D" exactly like that
and you get tons of responses in the first five SECONDS. You realize that your email and social info is in jeperdy and you freak out, you switch all your passwords, and you pant, you look down through the comments, and you see a Person named AJ, by the look of her picture she looked southern, you see her response,
"Heyyy"
you say,
"How are you?"
she responds,
"I'm ok, I like your hair"
you look at the prof. pics hair, and it looks astonishing, you shake out of it,
"Thanks"
you say,
She asks, "Do you have Schat, or KIK?"
you know what both of these things are and you say you don't have them, you quickly scroll through the pictures that you got and you see five, all of them of the same guy, you want to delete, but you can't, you don't want too because if you did and reuploaded your pictures, all these girls would be gone, and you would be stuck, friendless for another month,
you talk more to this girl, "So, whats up?" you ask
"Nothin much, just playin some games" she responds
you say "same" and you don't get another response for a few minutes, she responds,
"so, wanna text instead?"
you agree and she gives you her phone number, and you text her,
you guys talk about eachother for a few minutes before she pops the question,
"Do you mind if I call you?"
you start to panic unsure of what to do, you look at the guys race and heritage, you relax knowing you can impersonate that, and you respond,
"sure"
she calls you and you make noises to adjust for maximum effectiveness. you impersonate the voice,
"hello" you say,
"hi" she says
it works, she doesnt' suspect a thing! You talk for a little and she says she has to get off, she gets of and so do you, you try to tell yourself that it was a mistake, and this is was a mistake and your taking advantage, but another side of you is saying that he hacked you, and you have to get revenge. You Conflict with yourself, and your heart burns, you are pushed both ways to see how this plays out, and you get a bad feeling.
To Be Continued
