The Facebook Stalker -- Chapter 8

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Thursday and Friday at school were much like the previous days had been. Professors stuffing so much information into her head Kate wondered if it might explode all over her desk. At least on Friday, her professors showed some compassion and didn’t assign any reading material or homework for over the weekend. But they all assured her, and the rest of the students, that come Monday, it was back to the hard work, so to enjoy their free weekend while they had it. 

Friday evening, Kate was back in her dorm room a little earlier than usual, since her last professor had dismissed them half an hour early. Picking up her phone, Kate sent a text to Amanda.

‘Hey.. I actually got out of my last class early! What are you up to?’ It read.

It was about five minutes before Kate got a reply. 

‘Wow. That’s great! We should celebrate lol J’ was Amanda’s reply.

‘Sure, that sounds fun. But how about we just order pizza and have a little slumber party here, or at your room. I don’t really feel like going out tonight.’ The text Kate sent back was a little lengthy, but she really didn’t have the energy for a night out on the town. Maybe tomorrow night.

‘That’s fine. We’ll gorge ourselves with caffeine and grease lol’ Amanda answered back.

They arranged for Amanda to be over in half an hour, so Kate went ahead and ordered two medium pizzas, one supreme, the other loaded with three different kinds of meat. The girl told her it would be delivered in thirty to forty-five minutes. Kate figured they would be pretty busy, since it was Friday, after all. 

Amanda arrived right on time, and tossed her stuff in a corner as she walked in. 

“Hey, lady. Long time no see. You’re a hard girl to get a hold of.’ Kate said. “You’re busier than me, it seems,” she added.

“Yeah. Lots of studying. Blah. Let’s not talk about school, though. That’s the last thing on my mind.” Amanda answered, plopping down on Kate’s bed. “What are you doing there?” she asked, nodding at the laptop screen.

“Oh, nothing. Just checking my email and stuff. Killing time, really.” Kate replied. “I was getting ready to check my Facebook page right when you got here.” Kate told her.

“Oh, well, don’t let me stop you from that!” Amanda replied, laughing. “I need to use the little girls’ room, anyway.” Amanda said, getting up and walking around the end of the bed. 

Smiling, Kate turned her attention back to the computer and logged into her Facebook account. Almost as soon as she logged in, the instant messaging box popped up, like it had been waiting for her. It was Pete.

‘Hey. What’s up?’ The message read.

Wow. He seemed to be on here all the time. Or at least every time Kate was. 

‘Not much. Going to have a little slumber party with a friend.’ Kate typed.

Almost instantly, he answered, ’Oh. A male friend?’

‘No, lol. A female one. I don’t have a ’male friend’ like that lol’ Kate answered.

‘Oh. Is she already there?’ he asked.

Kate was a little shocked at his question, but answered, ’Well, yeah, she is. Why?’

‘Oh. Just wondering. I was going to ask you for coffee, but I don’t want to interrupt your slumber party with your girlfriend.’

‘Oh, it’s ok.’ Kate couldn’t think of anything else to type. Suddenly there was a knock at her door. Then she added to her message, ’Well, I’ve got to go. The pizza is here.’ Kate folded down her laptop screen and hurried to answer the door. Looking through the eyehole, it was in fact the pizza guy. 

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