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Chapter 2

Chapter 2 - Justin

"You really need to work on your form bro." Christian says, as we walk in from playing basketball.

"Shut up, my legs were just sore from workout yesterday."

"Excuses. So what we gonna eat tonight? I'm thinking pizza." He says, plopping himself on the couch.

I grab my phone and throw it at him, "Sounds good to me, order in for me. I'm gonna shower."

"Dude Justin, you wouldn't believe what Max just texted me." 

"What?" I say, as I make my way upstairs.

"I can't explain it to you if you're going upstairs!" He yells. I sigh, before heading back down and sitting on the couch across from him.

"You have my attention, happy?" I tilt my head.

"Much. Ok so he tried out this dating website about two weeks ago and now he's dating the girl!" He says.

"And what does this have to do with me?" 

"You, my friend, need to sign up."

"No, thats stupid."

"Come on! You can put a fake dudes picture on there, put some lies on your occupation and all that crap, and maybe find a girl that genuinely likes you for you, not because you're Justin Bieber. I don't wanna see you hurt bro. You've been played by so many girls that just want you because you're one of the most famous people in the world."

"Sounds tempting, but I'll pass." I say, getting up from the couch and going back up to shower. When I'm almost to my room, I hear Christian yell, "Too late bro! Already made you an account!"

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I quickly showered before going downstairs to kill Christian.
"You took kind of long. Did you poop in the shower too?"

"Not funny. You can't just make a fake account for me!"

"What's the problem dude? Even if it doesn't work out, no one will even know its you. I put your username as JAnderson. Your new fake name is Justin Anderson, so I kept your first name. And I basically kept everything else the same, except for you know, your actual picture, and location and all that privacy stuff. It's good as gold."

Maybe Christians right. What's the worst than can go wrong with doing this? Best case scenario, I meet the girl of my dreams, who likes me for me. Worst case scenario, I meet a pedophile online. 

"Alright fine. So how does this thing work?"

"You basically chat with people and all that stuff. Look, it shows you a list of people who just signed up within the last 10 minutes." We scrolled through some people before I saw the most beautiful girl with brown hair and matching brown eyes.

"Dude, click her." and he does.

"Says that she lives in California, dude, shes nearby, score. She's 18, just graduated high school, and is taking a year off before she heads to college." He goes on and explains what else she has written on her page, and then he stalks through her pictures. I keep quiet, mesmerized by how gorgeous she is. 

"You totally like her. I'm just gonna click request." he says quickly.

"What? What are you doing?!" I say.

"Lets chat with her!"

"What if, what if shes not real? What if this is some creep?" 

"Chill bro. We're just chatting with her, not asking to meet up."

We wait for a couple minutes before the words, "MiaaSalv Has accepted your request" pops up.

Christian quickly types, "Hey" before I had a second chance to speak.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Talking to her, what else?"

"Aren't I supposed to do that?" I ask.

"You suck at talking to girls." he says, right before a bubble pops up.

"She replied!" I cheered a little too happily.

"All she said was hey back, relax." He chuckles. They begin to talk to each other for a bit before I cough a bit.

"Oh, sorry bro, all yours! Ima hit the shower." He says, before getting up and leaving me with the laptop. This should be fun.