"THE HELL MAN, ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?".
"look, calm down bro"
"I AM NOT CALMING DOWN BRO, ARE YOU THIS STUPID".
I know you're probably thinking what's going on.
OK get this, my stupid brain didn't figure tech guy here aka Logan, is a tech criminal, he's helped others, dupe people, hacked into private bodies, cracked databases, disable security systems in companies and even a police station, along with soo many other things.
Although the FBI isn't on his neck, or any local police station, he's still very vulnerable at any moment, that's why he's up and about, he never stays at a place for more than 24 hours, and is very discreet about himself as a human.
So you can imagine his reaction when I told him, a cop wanted him to do a job, that right there folks, is me endangering the poor guy. Oh my sleeping brain.
"YOU BETTER TELL, WHICHEVER STUPID COP, YOU TOLD ABOUT ME, THAT I'M ACROSS THE ATLANTIC, because I think that's where I'll head next.....wait a minute, why am I even telling you, urrgg, YOU'RE SUCH A MESS UP".
He screamed and cut the call....and freaking blocked me.
I feel so sad, and empty.
First, I can't get Eunice a hacker to decode the message, in the corpse's pocket. Secondly I got blocked by a really cool criminal as a friend.
What? It's not everyday you get to be friends with a criminal, even though he's not wanted.
I get a call from Bridget.
"hello?". She say.
"hi what's up?".
"nothing much just home chilling, you?"
Cursing my stupid brain cells.
"just packing my homework inside my bag, for tomorrow"
"Urghh, tomorrow's Monday, I honestly forgot"
"don't worry, we'll be done with highschool before you can say crud"
"yeah, and start over again in college.....life's getting tougher and tougher every damn day"
"mhmm, so how's Nick?"
"he's great, just left"
"just left, like your bedroom or your house, like you both didn't just stay in a bedroom together"
"don't be creepy"
"y'all better not do, anything, I wouldn't do"
"then we'd all become a clergy like you"
"well it's not too late to repent!!"
"preach boy, preach!!"
"get out of my phone"
"so......have you spoken to Ricky, since he decided to be a pain in the leg?"
"pain in the legs are actually bearable and...."
"Ivan!!"
"yes....um...i mean no, I haven't spoken to him"
"he's unbelievable"
"you did make a mistake, bring Lover boy over, without informing us first". I said pointing out her error.
"I know okay, I was planning on telling you guys earlier, but seems like it escaped my mind....and I apologized.......i couldn't just tell him to go away, after coming anyway". She said.
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Non-Fiction17 year old Ivan Ian in his last year in high school. But is left with a question of what next, he doesn't just want to go to college or university like other people but wants to be outstanding and unique. With that he pulls all others with him th...
