Chapter 2°
I Will Stab You With My Earbuds°
"I don't need you! So just go away!" It seemed to echo in his mind as he ran away, but he heard her voice calling out to him, "Logan... Logan!"
"Logan! Wake up!" He jolted awake to a large hand shaking his shoulder.
"What the heck." He said startled, as he wiped away the drool from his mouth and turned to see Markus, his friend that he had bonded with for a love of videogames. Mark sat down in the seat next to him in the library, his long legs seemed to be squished in the relatively small seats.
"Is this how you spend your lunch? Alone in the library, sleeping?" He teased and glanced at the open textbook in front of Logan.
"It's better than hanging out with you." Logan said in a very low and unamused monotone voice. Mark slapped his right hand over his chest and threw his head back.
"Ow! I'm wounded!" He shouted which caused them to get multiple shushes from those around.
"Shut up, or I will stab you with my earbuds and revolutionize the world of crime." Logan hissed out, grabbing his red earbuds and holding them like a weapon. Markus' dark brown eyes stared at the buds, before looking back up at Logan and raising an eyebrow.
Logan moved forward and shoved the earbud into his ear, grabbing his phone and quickly putting on Justin Bieber, while keeping the bud shoved in his mocha colored friend's ear. Mark was clawing at his arm. "No! Make it stop! I surrender, Logan!" He shouted, causing a very annoyed librarian to kick them out.
"Yikes, Ms. Hartman is scary. I don't think I'll be going back to the library any time soon." Mark said as they walked down the hallways. Logan shrugged his shoulder, readjusting the strap of his backpack on his shoulder.
"Oh well. We have the internet anyways." He replied, staring out the windows that lined the hallways, it looked like it would start raining any minute.
"Hey! Have you joined that website yet? Ya know, the one I recommend?" Mark asked randomly. Logan sighed.
"No, I didn't. What was it called again? Chat Me a chat for Gamers and Nerds?" Logan shook his head. "Not my cup of tea." Markus rolled his eyes, "NOTHING is your cup of tea, Logan. But you should give it a try tonight. If you do, I'll never ask you to do anything again."
Logan stopped, staring at Markus. "Are you lying to me right now?" He questioned, his eyes narrowed. Markus held his hands up.
"Nope, I mean it." Students started pouring into the hallways from their classes, signaling class was over, that also meant lunch for the two boys. Mark looked at his phone, "Look, I have to go, I can't get another tardy. Please consider it!" Markus said as he started to quickly walk away to the other side of the school. Logan sighed, walking away.
Logan sat at his computer, bored, he had nothing to do. He finished all his homework in the class and now he had nothing better to do. He laid his forehead on the desk, letting out a soft sigh. He looked back up at his screen, the search bar was empty. He clicked on it, the insertion point blinking, waiting for him to type something in.
Tap... Tap... He finally started typing, Chat Me.
Tap... Click... Putting his information in the sign up screen he clicked enter. The fresh looking page filled with comments by all other users. Theorizing about games, talking about books. He scrolled through the site a bit, bored.
Ding!
A notification went off grabbing his attention. A little red one appeared on the top right of his screen, in front of a small envelop icon. He raised an eyebrow and clicked on it.
Did Mark already find my profile?
After it finished loading it was a private message by the user Little Miss Starry Skies.
Little Miss Starry Skies
Hello! You're new, right?
1 Minute Ago.
Dead Man Walking
Yea... How did you know? And who are you?
20 Seconds Ago.
Little Miss Starry Skies
I'm an admin on this server, I get paid to know when someone new joins. And I also get paid to greet them and talk to them for five days before sending them on their merry way
10 Seconds Ago.
Dead Man Walking
Ah, so basically you get paid to be my friend until I ignore you
1 Minute Ago.
Little Miss Starry Skies
More like, I get paid 5 cents an hour
5 Seconds Ago.
Dead Man Walking
Oh man
50 Seconds Ago.
Little Miss Starry Skies
I gotta go. Ill talk to you tomorrow. Bye!
2 Minutes Ago.
I Will Stab You With My Earbuds°
"I don't need you! So just go away!" It seemed to echo in his mind as he ran away, but he heard her voice calling out to him, "Logan... Logan!"
"Logan! Wake up!" He jolted awake to a large hand shaking his shoulder.
"What the heck." He said startled, as he wiped away the drool from his mouth and turned to see Markus, his friend that he had bonded with for a love of videogames. Mark sat down in the seat next to him in the library, his long legs seemed to be squished in the relatively small seats.
"Is this how you spend your lunch? Alone in the library, sleeping?" He teased and glanced at the open textbook in front of Logan.
"It's better than hanging out with you." Logan said in a very low and unamused monotone voice. Mark slapped his right hand over his chest and threw his head back.
"Ow! I'm wounded!" He shouted which caused them to get multiple shushes from those around.
"Shut up, or I will stab you with my earbuds and revolutionize the world of crime." Logan hissed out, grabbing his red earbuds and holding them like a weapon. Markus' dark brown eyes stared at the buds, before looking back up at Logan and raising an eyebrow.
Logan moved forward and shoved the earbud into his ear, grabbing his phone and quickly putting on Justin Bieber, while keeping the bud shoved in his mocha colored friend's ear. Mark was clawing at his arm. "No! Make it stop! I surrender, Logan!" He shouted, causing a very annoyed librarian to kick them out.
"Yikes, Ms. Hartman is scary. I don't think I'll be going back to the library any time soon." Mark said as they walked down the hallways. Logan shrugged his shoulder, readjusting the strap of his backpack on his shoulder.
"Oh well. We have the internet anyways." He replied, staring out the windows that lined the hallways, it looked like it would start raining any minute.
"Hey! Have you joined that website yet? Ya know, the one I recommend?" Mark asked randomly. Logan sighed.
"No, I didn't. What was it called again? Chat Me a chat for Gamers and Nerds?" Logan shook his head. "Not my cup of tea." Markus rolled his eyes, "NOTHING is your cup of tea, Logan. But you should give it a try tonight. If you do, I'll never ask you to do anything again."
Logan stopped, staring at Markus. "Are you lying to me right now?" He questioned, his eyes narrowed. Markus held his hands up.
"Nope, I mean it." Students started pouring into the hallways from their classes, signaling class was over, that also meant lunch for the two boys. Mark looked at his phone, "Look, I have to go, I can't get another tardy. Please consider it!" Markus said as he started to quickly walk away to the other side of the school. Logan sighed, walking away.
Logan sat at his computer, bored, he had nothing to do. He finished all his homework in the class and now he had nothing better to do. He laid his forehead on the desk, letting out a soft sigh. He looked back up at his screen, the search bar was empty. He clicked on it, the insertion point blinking, waiting for him to type something in.
Tap... Tap... He finally started typing, Chat Me.
Tap... Click... Putting his information in the sign up screen he clicked enter. The fresh looking page filled with comments by all other users. Theorizing about games, talking about books. He scrolled through the site a bit, bored.
Ding!
A notification went off grabbing his attention. A little red one appeared on the top right of his screen, in front of a small envelop icon. He raised an eyebrow and clicked on it.
Did Mark already find my profile?
After it finished loading it was a private message by the user Little Miss Starry Skies.
Little Miss Starry Skies
Hello! You're new, right?
1 Minute Ago.
Dead Man Walking
Yea... How did you know? And who are you?
20 Seconds Ago.
Little Miss Starry Skies
I'm an admin on this server, I get paid to know when someone new joins. And I also get paid to greet them and talk to them for five days before sending them on their merry way
10 Seconds Ago.
Dead Man Walking
Ah, so basically you get paid to be my friend until I ignore you
1 Minute Ago.
Little Miss Starry Skies
More like, I get paid 5 cents an hour
5 Seconds Ago.
Dead Man Walking
Oh man
50 Seconds Ago.
Little Miss Starry Skies
I gotta go. Ill talk to you tomorrow. Bye!
2 Minutes Ago.
