Devil Takes the Hindmost, chapter six

A/N: You guys really weren't kidding when you said you wanted an update.
'Cause I'm an awesome writer, I have written FOUR new chapters for you! They'll be uploaded over the weekend, as I like to starve you out. I'll try to do it as fast as I can though. Bonus chapter! Once again, I'd like to thank my reviewers. Every time, during this week, I wanted to give up on writing, I thought of every review, so thanks. This'll be the last author note for awhile, well at least until next week-OH! And if you like this fanfic, please share on twitter! You can find me at "fandomsscreamno", so if you have a request for what should happen, please tell me through a review or a tweet! Also, I have a deal. IF YOU CAN GIVE ME ANOTHER 15 REVIEWS, I'LL TRY MY BEST TO UPLOAD FIVE CHAPTERS NEXT WEEK. I am challenging you, initiates. Are you ready?

BEATRICE'S POV:
My fingers glide over the black plastic keyboard. The smooth yet somewhat sticky feeling as the tips of my fingers touch the key is a little comforting, as I find myself immersed in social interaction. Or the depravity of social interaction.
It's been two point five hours since my storm off at the school with Christina. After hearing what Tobias and Uriah said, I needed a distraction. Anything to keep my mind off of the first day. Caleb, being the oh so thoughtful brother he is, tried to cheer my up by setting me up a Facebook Account. I always knew what this "Facebook" was, but I never really longed for an account until now. Plus, my parents didn't allow me to have one. Something about being too young. Anywho, they finally allowed Caleb to create one for me, as they said it might help me "Get to know my school mates better." Please.

I slowly typed in the name "Christina Dowes" in the search box, to look for her on this site. Might as well qualify her as a friend. She's the only person (other than Will, or god forbid, Tobias) to be nice to me. She did buy me a cookie in the cafeteria too.
However, as I clicked on her name, a red notification showed up over the "FRIEND REQUEST" button. I quickly switched direction of where the mouse was headed, to hover over it. I groaned.
"TOBIAS EATON, 0 MUTUAL FRIENDS."

My heart dropped into my stomach, a sick feeling washing over me. Hitting "DENY", I move on, browsing Christina's profile for awhile. Favorite bands, Slipknot…All Time Low…Simple Plan…
Two more red notifications show up. I make the mouse move towards it, and see two more people have asked for my friendship on this social site. Will, the somewhat nerdy but kind boy I met today…And Albert. Albert Young. I inspect the photo carefully, and realize I have seen him before. He was in my science class today, sitting two desks behind me, and one to the right. He had been particularly squeamish about dissecting the worm. I had found his bravery to defy the teacher charming, but it wasn't all so charming when he started crying. I still recall the smell of lemongrass and sage. In his photo, he was looking to the side, a sort of nervous smile on his face. His eyes were tinged red.
Pity taking over, I hit "ACCEPT" for both of them. But after that, at least, roughly, 20 or 30 friend requests started to overflow in my friend request box, and I had known exactly how they had gotten there.

See, as a small town girl, I'm not too familiar with things like Facebook. Or something called Twitter. I even heard about one, something about tumbling down hills? I'm not so "savvy" with technology, I guess, other than simple devices like Ipods or MP3 players.
But I don't think getting over 20 friend requests in mere minutes after receiving a Facebook account is exactly "normal."
The next ten minutes I spend on this site is mostly browsing through the names, and hitting either "ACCEPT" or "DENY". Some faces I recognized, like Fiona Quillens, who was in my English class. Or Jacob Ignotus, who had gotten kicked out of my class in the first five minutes. Most of these people were strangers. I barely knew them. But I did end up with a little under 50 friends on my first time on Facebook.
This, honestly, was more than my brother had.

But one request kept coming through, over and over and over again. "TOBIAS EATON, 12 MUTUAL FRIENDS". It was pure determination that I kept hitting "DENY". While I did that, I explored some of my "friends" profiles, and found out things I never would have guessed about them. Like, Albert watched American Ninja Warrior. Will, for some strange reason, hated pears. ("I hate pears!" his status read, "And bread and butter. Disgusting.") As I browsed through the profiles, I was chatting with Christina, about the so called rat himself.

CHRISTINA DOWES:
hay Gurl! -8:32

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Hello -8:32

CHRISTINA DOWES:
you need to lighten up -8:33

BEATRICE PRIOR:
How can I, when Eaton over there is still trying to screw me up? -8:34

CHRISTINA DOWES:
:o -8:35

BEATRICE PRIOR:
What? -8:35

CHRISTINA DOWES:
You are so screwed XD -8:36

BEATRICE PRIOR:
What do you mean? -8:37

CHRISTINA DOWES:
he'd have given up by now if he was toying with you -8:38

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Oh please -8:39

CHRISTINA DOWES:
i'm serious. :O -8:40

BEATRICE PRIOR:
He's a player! You told me yourself. -8:40

CHRISTINA DOWES:
Yea, but this a first. -8:41

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Yeah, but you heard what he said in the parkng lot! -8:41

BEATRICE PRIOR:
ARGH, PARKING -8:42

CHRISTINA DOWES:
Nerd. -8:42

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Never mind, but you heard him! He called me "just another pretty face" -8:43

CHRISTINA DOWES:
nt really ;p -8:44

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Huh? -8:44

CHRISTINA DOWES:
LOL -8:45

BEATRICE PRIOR :
You're no help -8:46

CHRISTINA DOWES:
Have you seen that guy, Al? -8:47

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Yeah. -8:48

CHRISTINA DOWES:
He was eying u during 's class -8:48

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Liar. -8:49

CHRISTINA DOWES:
Am not! -8:50

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Christina, if we were in a world where there was a group for liars and the honest, you'd fit in right with the liars. -8:51

CHRISTINA DOWES:
you're mean -8:52

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Blame Tobias -8:52

CHRISTINA DOWES:
ANYWAYS. He was staring, i saw him staring. I sit in the front, rmmeber? -8:54

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Only cause you were throwing spit wads at Peter! -8:55

CHRISTINA DOWES:
he's a rat -8:55

BEATRICE PRIOR:
You broke a pile of chairs -8:56

CHRISTINA DOWES:
those chairs were inconveniently in my way -8:56

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Sure they were -8:57

CHRISTINA DOWES:
do I sound like a liar? -8:58

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Maybe -8:58

CHRISTINA DOWES:
fat load o f help you are, trissy -8:59

BEATRICE PRIOR:
yes, and don't call me that. 8:59

CHRISTINA DOWES:
wat? TRIS? -9:00

BEATRICE PRIOR:
yes, my name is Beatrice. -9:01

CHRISTINA DOWES:
that's lame. -9:01

BEATRICE PRIOR:
And where'd you even get it? Hanging round with Will, hmmm? -9:02

CHRISTINA PRIOR:
one, every bully needs a nerd to pick on, and two, it sounds cooler.-9:03

BEATRICE PRIOR:
It doesn't sound like me -9:03

CHRISTINA DOWES:
well, maybe moving here changed ya a bit, Trissy.-9:03

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Ugh. -9:04

CHRISTINA DOWES:
Hay, you good at dodge ball? -9:05

BEATRICE PRIOR:
I'm alright. -9:06

CHRISTINA DOWES:
good, cause I need an extra team mate -9:06

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Noooo -9:07

CHRISTINA DOWES:
C'mon! I need another one. One of my teammates broke his leg yesterday in rugby. p leasseee? -9:07

BEATRICE PRIOR
I'll sleep on it -9:08

CHRISTINA DOWES:
YOU'RE A LIFE SAVER -9:08

BEATRICE PRIOR:
I've heard it before -9:09

CHRISTINA DOWES:
is that sarcasm I hear? XD -9:10

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Shut up. -9:11

CHRISTINA DOWES:
XD. I g2g to bed. -9:12

BEATRICE PRIOR:
Fine -9:12

CHRISTINA DOWES:
night trissy, don't let the Tobias bug bite

After that exhausting conversation, I decided it was time for me to retire as well. Logging off, I yelled to Caleb to drive me to school tomorrow. Throwing on my favorite black t-shirt and sweats, I hit the hay, hoping tomorrow will be a better day then today.