"I can't believe you did that!" Jane gaped incredulously, pacing in front of the blonde's door. "Are you sure you didn't slip a 'lil something in your faygo?"
"Why does everyone always assume I'm hammered when I do crazy shit?!" Roxy said indignantly, wincing at her loud tone.
"Because of the hangover you're sporting right now."
"Listen, Janey, I drank after the con. I got real sick too, I think I had too much." She massaged her aching temples.
"You only drink heavily like that when you have a crush," Jane said, eyes crinkling in suspicion, "Rox, do you-"
"No."
"Alright, alright. Have you messaged anybody yet?" Jane asked, blue eyes twinkling.
"You mean, have I talked to Jake?"
"Roxy!"
"I"m just tellin' the truth Janey."
"Well...have you?" She stammered out, blushing fiercely. Roxy shook her head ruefully, cracking a grin.
"What about Dirk?"
Roxy's grin vanished, replaced with a wane smile, thin and obviously fake. "No. Should I have?"
"Roxy! Message him!"
"No."
"You like him, don't you?!"
"Don't say that. No, I do not. He was very cute, yes. I kissed him cuz I was all hyped up. I meant nothing by it!" She glared at her bestie.
"Uh-huh, and that's why you're being suddenly formal?"
"Aah! You're hopeless!" Roxy burst out, "There is nothing between me and Dirk!"
Bzzt. Bzzt.
Both girls drained of color, and stared at Roxy's vibrating phone. Pesterchum. It wasn't Jane. That didn't necessarily mean it was Dirk, right? Not like she cared. He was just a hunky dude, like every other hunky dude. She snatched her phone and covered her eyes, holding it towards Jane. "Who is it? Is it Nepeta? I bet it's Nepeta."
"Rox, look for yourself," Jane said, giggling with glee.
TT: Hey.
"Dirk? Are you listening?" Jake poked the blonde's cheek, snickering when he jumped. "You're really not as calm as you let on, are you?"
"Shut up. I am. Don't get..."
"Get what?"
"Don't get that close to me, ok? It's fucking creepy." He frowned, staring his phone.
Jake held up his hands in defeat. "Ok, ok. Shucks Dirk, why are you so wound up? Just message her already!"
"And what do you mean by that?" he said calmly. "It seems like you think that there's something between us."
"Don't imitate your robot, for the love of God. Us? Dirk, us?! You're calling you and Roxy an us!"
"I didn't mean that the way you think I meant it."
"You're being even more uptight than usual!" chuckled Jake, "Just message the lovely young woman!"
"What about you?" he shot back, "You obviously like Jane Crocker, why haven't you messaged her yet?!"
"Ooh, touchy."
"I'm not touchy. But you haven't messaged her, so it's bullshit to say I like Roxy, because I don't."
"If you like Jane, I can back off..."
"I don't like either of them!" Dirk flopped back on his bed, aggravated.
"Message her? For me? Please?" Jake said, blinking his big green eyes.
Oh...those eyes... "Fine. Whatever." He flicked his phone open, ignoring Jake's growing smile.
TT: Hey.
TG: heyyy
Oh good lord. She was one of those. "She doesn't capitalize shit," He complained.
"Oh, who cares?!"
"I do."
TT: Um. What's up?
I am so boring.
TG: nuthin much rlly. hanging out w/ janey.
"Hey, English. Your girlfriend is with her," he said bitterly. Of all the people to steal Jake's heart, it had to be someone he couldn't hate. Jane was too nice and Roxy was...
Roxy was...something. She was definitely something.
TT: Is she still drooling over English?
Damn you guilt. At least let him be inwardly jealous.
TG: u juelly? U want da british booty all 2 urshelf? ;)
Fuck, this chick was perceptive. Abort!
TT: No.
Yes. Perfect.
TG: uhuh sure whatev
TG: what movei do u want 2 c next weeek?
TG: fuck *movie
TT: I don't fucking know. Were you serious about that?
TG: hells yeah I was. 4srs!
TG: anythin i seal w/ a kiss is a promise. ;)
Erk! Dirk froze, eyes wide. Of all the things to bring up...it had to be...That.
TT: Whatever. Anything, I don't care.
TG: ill make u watch a romcom dude
TT: English will love that. Bye.
A beeping went off in the corner, sending him flying to turn it off. Shit.
"Dirk, isn't that your heart rate dealie?" Jake raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah. So?"
"Doesn't it go off when your heart is elevated?" He pressed.
"Maybe..." Dirk muttered.
"Smooth, Dirk. Smooth."
TT: Hey, I'm back.
TG: ya hi
TT: So, uh...What's going on?
TG: talkin 2 a freind of mine
TG: he can b kinda liek a tightass
TG: but hes purty col
TG: *cool
TT: Wow, what a coincidence. Me too.
TT: Only my friend is slightly batshit crazy, and kissed me out of the blue.
TT: Twice.
TT: You're being mean to the lady.
TT: Oh my fucking god. Not you.
TG: whoa 2 of ya
TG: the posibillitiez r endles ;)
TT: Hey there blondie.
TT: Oh my god! You are not flirting with her! You are a goddamn robot!
TT: Your goddamn robot, if I remember correctly.
TT: Which I always do.
TG: robot? Wait wut?
TT: I was thirteen and I made an auto-responder. It has my thirteen year old personality.
TT: Aka, he's a complete and total dickwad.,
TG: wow 13yr old u sounds fun
TT: I am.
TT: Shut up.
TT: So tell me, does it matter to you that I don't have a body? Or can we just roll with this?
TT: Holy shit, tell me this isn't happening.
TG: tehcincally ur like 3 yrs younger than me rite?
TT: I'm also a robot. And 'technically' I'm him, if that sways your opinion any.
TT: You didn't just imply what I think you just implied.
TG: oh snaheup.
TG: *snapeup
TG: nvm
TG: whatev
TG: Dirk. It seems that you are ignoring your natural feeli-
Auto-responder has been turned off.
TT: I hate that fucking pair of sunglasses. He's such a condescending asshole.
TG: sounds leik a story i wanna haer
TG: *hear
TT: I was stupid, I was lonely, and I wanted to impress my stupid Bro.
TG: sounds like a one-night stand lol
TG: bro? coolio.
TT: Yeah, not so. He's a bigass movie director, and he jetted off when I was fourteen. He pops in sometimes, but he hasn't for a while.
TT: He doesn't even know Mom and Dad had Dave or Rose.
TT: Or maybe he does, I don't fucking know. He's a weirdo.
TG: I dont wana say im sorry?
TG: but I geuss...i'm sory? Sorta?
TG: even tho thats cliché and fukin stupid 2 say
TT: Wow, five minutes of talking to you, and I've already poured out my whole freaking life story. Lovely.
TT: Also, my robot hit on you, which was fucking creepy as shit.
TG: he's not that bad ;)
TT: He's a robot. My robot.
TG: oh mai
TT: That's not what I
TT: Oh fuck it.
TT: Nevermind.
TG: hahahahahhs
TG: *ha
TT: So, what is it with you and those typos?
TG: I am natchurallly a bad spller.
TG: but drinkin dosent help :(
TT: So stop drinking. You're underage anyway, where do you get a hold of that stuff?
TG: 4 ur inffermachon
TG: its none of ur buziness
TT: Oh please. You're not gonna freak me out or anything
TT: Let me guess. No one knows?
TG: correctamundo
TG: its patethic and I kno that
TG: but if I dont...
TG: bad things hapen
TT: Like what? Major headaches? An irrational fear of bright light and loud noises?
TG: not just thaat smartass
TG: im a diferent roxy :(
TG: and I dont like it
TT: Fine, fine.
TT: What's your story Ro-Lal?
TT: I've already inadvertently told you mine.
TG: hm lets c
TG: I spend all my tine in a brite pink bedrom
TG: *time *room
TG: I got out to get michanecal pencils and booze
TG: I liek cats and bois
TG: cute boyz
TG: but they dont like me back
TG: tah-dah
TT: Huh. Cool.
TG: cool?
TG: whaddya mean cool?
TT: Cats are pretty cool.
TG: and computers
TG: I like computerrs
TT: Really?
TG: hells yeah! Im da best hacker EVA!
TT: Oh?
TG: uhuh
TT: I'm sure you are.
TG: ur underestimating me!
TT: Look at you, spelling things right.
TG: stfu I can spell if I want 2
TG: c?! C?! Im movin around ur files! Rite on ur desktop!
TT: Yup, you are.
TT: Why are you drawing a mustache on my eighth-grade picture?
TG: CUZ.
TT: Nice.
TT: What the hell are you doing back?
TT: You can only turn me off for ten minutes, dumbass. It's your program, you'd think you'd remember this.
TT: Whatever.
TG: do u blieve mah rad hacker skillz now?
TT: Yes. You are 'da best hacker EVA'
TG: das right, cuz I da king
TG: qeen
TG: *quen
TG: AGH.
TT: So let me get this straight.
TT: You guys both passed like, three tiers of friendship within ten minutes of messaging each other?
TT: Yeah.
TG: geuss we did
TT: So?
TT: Oh my god.
TT: I'm out.
TG: cya ;)
TT: Good ridance.
TG: sooooooooooo
TT: So?
TG: now wut?
TT: I don't know.
TG: lets c...
TG: tell me bout u?
TT: Why?
TG: cuz ima gr8 listener and u ceem like the type of guy who doesn't talk about themsleves much
TG: im all earz
TT: Uh...
TT: Ok.
TT: Dude. Tell me you're kidding.
TT: What?
TT: You are seriously still 100% in love with Jake?
TT: Fuck you. Yes.
TT: This girl is perfect!
TT: Yeah, for a friend.
TT: You're crazy!
TT: If I had a body...damn.
TT: Dude. No. Stop.
TT: Stop RIGHT there.
TT: You haven't told her how you feel about Jake yet.
TT: I just met her. I don't have to tell her everything.
TT: You didn't even tell Jake the whole story about why you built me. You gonna tell her?
TT: I don't know. Maybe.
TT: Because she's a great 'friend'?
TT: What the hell are you trying to say?
TT: I'm saying you told me all the same 'friendship' shit about Jake.
Duhn, duhn, DUH.
Ugggh so much chat. :P
Please review, let me know what you think, blah blah blah.
I actually have something to ask you guys. Me and one of my friends were talking about maybe doing an original story type thing. It would basically just be stories of failed love, completely truthful. I wanted to know what you guys thought, if you'd actually read something like that, etc. Please let me know in the reviews, or PM me or something.