Wow. I am totally overwhelmed by my reviews! I'm so glad that my fic has
gone down well, especially as it's my first one! I'm not sure if my writing
is getting worse with every chapter though, it just seems to me that I'm
not describing things well enough. Also, my planned storyline seems a bit
confusing so I'm going to try and change it a bit.
Daniel – That is possibly the most stunningly beautiful review I have had. You probably wont believe it but I actually hugged my monitor after reading that. Thank you so much, I'm so flattered that people are liking my fic!!
Geekgurl – yey! Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Tell me what you think!
Da Buffster – thank you for your life-saving information! Slight problem: I can only use a computer as far as I can throw one, so although I do know what you mean and I'm sure I've done it before somehow, I really can't change my file thingies. I can't do it!! Ahh!! Help!!! (Thanks) x
Trin (ttlg) – Yes, again I hugged the monitor. I already know what you think but, ah well, my head really was quite small in the first place. And a little bit of growing never hurt anyone! ;) Thank you for flattering me again!! X
Anyway, as usual readers, read and review let me know what you think.
Enjoy – Nova x
~
Chapter 3
And so, she waited. Tense little checks of the time, from the clock tower to her right. She had no idea what time it was when she left her apartment, when she reached the corner of 21st, when he was coming.
But she was sure she left a hell of a long time more than 15 minutes ago.
This was when she should have panicked. She should have been fretting, worrying about where this person she should have been with was now. If he was coming, if he had gotten caught up. If something bad had happened. But the differences in her personality had already begun to become evident to her. She wouldn't let herself panic. If he turned up, he did. If he didn't... well. She would write him off as some bastard hacker who was playing with her for fun. And she would go home and find him out and fry his hard drive with viruses.
She ran her fingers through her dark limp hair, now past her shoulders from neglecting to go out and get it cut. One last look up at the clock tower, a sigh of annoyance, and then straight back on home.
~
As she stepped in through her front door, she caught her reflection in the mirror facing her at the end of the corridor.
That was her.
/Look/ /at/ /yourself/. /You/ /went/ /out/ /with/ /your/ /hair/ /like/ /that/.
She had forgotten about that mirror. It was the only one in her house that she would see herself in when she came in. And she hadn't left in so long, she hadn't needed to come in.
/You/ /are/ /not/ /presentable/. It was the voice of her ex-friends, enforcing themselves upon her brain.
It scared her, knowing that these people, who she hated so bitterly, still had such an effect on her mind. She knew that she had been brainwashed, and as a result had rejected her society. But she hated how evident to her they still were. A surge of anger hit her body and she threw her door keys at the mirror as hard as she could, letting out a scream of anger. She watched as they hit it, smashing her image in front of her eyes.
And then she was calm and collected again. She gently closed the door, and walked back to her laptop, leaving the webbed glass falling in shards to the floor, bit by bit.
~
The phone rang again that evening. She knew who it would be before she answered.
"Bad news. When I find your computer, no amount of firewalls can stop me frying your ass."
She almost heard him smile on the other end of the phone.
"I somehow think that you won't be able to find it."
"You don't know what I'm capable of."
She heard a sigh and another smile on the other end. "I'm afraid I do, Trinity."
She knew she should have been shocked that that name had been associated with this telephone number. But she wasn't.
"You don't scare me. Your just another aspirant hacker."
"Far from it. I believe that when it comes down to it, I can do things that you can't even imagine."
She frowned, bored with the conversation they were having. Without saying anything, she simply hung up. She thought he would probably ring back until he also got bored and gave up, so she turned the ring off the phone. She stepped over to her computer again. It was strange. Although she had promised herself never to be so trusting with her friendship again, she had still managed to find a group of cyber-friends. They had all been looking for the same thing. But now, they were slowly disappearing, with no warning. Tonight, one of her online associates going by the name of Cooper was not on. He hadn't been on yesterday. And normally they were all on every day.
She lent forward as she adjusted her screen. A small black and white striped box was quivering in the corner of the screen. She ran her finger over it as if she could wipe it away, when the whole screen suddenly flickered and went black.
She sat up. Power cut? No. The lights were still on. The plug had probably slipped out of the back of the computer when she was adjusting it. She stretched her thin arm around it to fiddle with the plug at the back.
/Beep/.
She looked back at the screen. Her face dropped as she saw the words spread across the darkness.
'Your phone ringer is turned off.'
She turned around to look at the phone, as if it had told him what had happened. She looked back at her screen. The words vanished, to be replaced by new ones.
'I wanted to explain to you why I did not turn up.'
She sighed. She didn't know what trick this guy was pulling but she'd had enough. She leant round to the back of the computer again and pulled the plug out.
/Beep/.
She sat up again in shock.
'Another aspirant hacker?'
'You can hardly imagine.'
~
Daniel – That is possibly the most stunningly beautiful review I have had. You probably wont believe it but I actually hugged my monitor after reading that. Thank you so much, I'm so flattered that people are liking my fic!!
Geekgurl – yey! Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Tell me what you think!
Da Buffster – thank you for your life-saving information! Slight problem: I can only use a computer as far as I can throw one, so although I do know what you mean and I'm sure I've done it before somehow, I really can't change my file thingies. I can't do it!! Ahh!! Help!!! (Thanks) x
Trin (ttlg) – Yes, again I hugged the monitor. I already know what you think but, ah well, my head really was quite small in the first place. And a little bit of growing never hurt anyone! ;) Thank you for flattering me again!! X
Anyway, as usual readers, read and review let me know what you think.
Enjoy – Nova x
~
Chapter 3
And so, she waited. Tense little checks of the time, from the clock tower to her right. She had no idea what time it was when she left her apartment, when she reached the corner of 21st, when he was coming.
But she was sure she left a hell of a long time more than 15 minutes ago.
This was when she should have panicked. She should have been fretting, worrying about where this person she should have been with was now. If he was coming, if he had gotten caught up. If something bad had happened. But the differences in her personality had already begun to become evident to her. She wouldn't let herself panic. If he turned up, he did. If he didn't... well. She would write him off as some bastard hacker who was playing with her for fun. And she would go home and find him out and fry his hard drive with viruses.
She ran her fingers through her dark limp hair, now past her shoulders from neglecting to go out and get it cut. One last look up at the clock tower, a sigh of annoyance, and then straight back on home.
~
As she stepped in through her front door, she caught her reflection in the mirror facing her at the end of the corridor.
That was her.
/Look/ /at/ /yourself/. /You/ /went/ /out/ /with/ /your/ /hair/ /like/ /that/.
She had forgotten about that mirror. It was the only one in her house that she would see herself in when she came in. And she hadn't left in so long, she hadn't needed to come in.
/You/ /are/ /not/ /presentable/. It was the voice of her ex-friends, enforcing themselves upon her brain.
It scared her, knowing that these people, who she hated so bitterly, still had such an effect on her mind. She knew that she had been brainwashed, and as a result had rejected her society. But she hated how evident to her they still were. A surge of anger hit her body and she threw her door keys at the mirror as hard as she could, letting out a scream of anger. She watched as they hit it, smashing her image in front of her eyes.
And then she was calm and collected again. She gently closed the door, and walked back to her laptop, leaving the webbed glass falling in shards to the floor, bit by bit.
~
The phone rang again that evening. She knew who it would be before she answered.
"Bad news. When I find your computer, no amount of firewalls can stop me frying your ass."
She almost heard him smile on the other end of the phone.
"I somehow think that you won't be able to find it."
"You don't know what I'm capable of."
She heard a sigh and another smile on the other end. "I'm afraid I do, Trinity."
She knew she should have been shocked that that name had been associated with this telephone number. But she wasn't.
"You don't scare me. Your just another aspirant hacker."
"Far from it. I believe that when it comes down to it, I can do things that you can't even imagine."
She frowned, bored with the conversation they were having. Without saying anything, she simply hung up. She thought he would probably ring back until he also got bored and gave up, so she turned the ring off the phone. She stepped over to her computer again. It was strange. Although she had promised herself never to be so trusting with her friendship again, she had still managed to find a group of cyber-friends. They had all been looking for the same thing. But now, they were slowly disappearing, with no warning. Tonight, one of her online associates going by the name of Cooper was not on. He hadn't been on yesterday. And normally they were all on every day.
She lent forward as she adjusted her screen. A small black and white striped box was quivering in the corner of the screen. She ran her finger over it as if she could wipe it away, when the whole screen suddenly flickered and went black.
She sat up. Power cut? No. The lights were still on. The plug had probably slipped out of the back of the computer when she was adjusting it. She stretched her thin arm around it to fiddle with the plug at the back.
/Beep/.
She looked back at the screen. Her face dropped as she saw the words spread across the darkness.
'Your phone ringer is turned off.'
She turned around to look at the phone, as if it had told him what had happened. She looked back at her screen. The words vanished, to be replaced by new ones.
'I wanted to explain to you why I did not turn up.'
She sighed. She didn't know what trick this guy was pulling but she'd had enough. She leant round to the back of the computer again and pulled the plug out.
/Beep/.
She sat up again in shock.
'Another aspirant hacker?'
'You can hardly imagine.'
~
