Emma W Jones lay in bed, twiddling her thumbs. She picked up her cell phone and scrolled through the home pages, throwing it aside when she realized there was nothing to do. She ran a limp hand over her beaver's soft brown back.
"Finleyyy..." she moaned, playing with his tail. "What should I do?"
He made happy beaver noises in reply.
Emma scowled. "What a help you are, flat-tail."
Suddenly, she sat up, disturbing Finley's peace of mind. Her brain began formulating plots as the big brown pet moved to the foot of his owner's bed.
Emma grinned. This was perfect. Her fellow states had done it, why shouldn't she?
She slid elegantly off the bed, feet protesting as they met the cool wood floor. Hissing quietly, she padded to her desk and opened the sleek black laptop, tapping in the password once it had booted.
She procrastinated for while, checking her emails, before opening the Start menu and selecting the webcam.
She stared at herself for a while, blinking bright blue eyes. Suddenly, she wondered if maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
Emma snorted. There were much worse things to do- she couldn't name any at the moment, but they did exist.
She clicked the video button with trembling fingers, and stared up into the little eye above her screen.
Deep breath... "Hi, my name is Emma, Emma Jones, or more commonly called Oregon, 33rd state in the Union. I'm a bit bored at the moment, so feel free to send me your questions, comments, concerns... I'm easy."
She thought over her words, and smirked.
"Send me things. Oregon out." She hit the video button again and sighed, sitting back.
And now, to wait. Wait, and see...
AN: Send PMs to ask/comment, reviews will be ignored. Any questions are fair game, but do try to keep it teen and under. Update frequency is a bit shaky, since this isn't on my normal email account so I don't know how often I'll check. I'll try to keep it regular.