Desperate Love

Chapter 3

Andrew came back home after jogging for one and half an hour and then took a shower.

He didn't forget what he had to do afterwards. He jumped on his bed and opened his laptop that was kept on there and connected his internet modem to it. He knew then he had to open an account on that site by his own.

He opened Mozilla Firefox browser and typed connectfrnz.com and pressed 'Enter'.

It redirected Mozilla to the page.

Generally Andrew was never in any social website before. As a person he was social but when it was about being in any virtual social network, it was like being in another planet for him. Nevertheless there was an official page of him created and supervised by his assistants. Whatever, he never brought into play and conduct any website or profile by his own.

Connectfrnz demanded to create an ID to access to the site through signing up with his mail ID. Andrew put his mail ID into there. The main question was what to put into the name when it demanded his user name. There was no way he would open an account with his own name. Even if he would, people definitely would not believe him while chatting randomly and would call him a lunatic. And of course, here he came to experience the feeling of an ordinary person.

Several different names were popping up over his head. But he couldn't choose any of them. He had an idea on his mind then. He shuffled his own name letters A, N, D, R, E, W and recreated a new name mixing these. And the name was: Warden. He had to give a full name. He named himself: Warden Riddle.

He was successful to create an account thereby.

A table popped up in the site where different types of categories had been shown; he was asked to choose some hobbies and preferences so that it could connect with him with similar people. He chose categories like Media, Sports, Music, Education, Humor, and Miscellaneous.

Then it required a profile picture. If he would upload a picture of himself, anyone would anticipate that this guy was a fan of Andrew Anderson. Although girls fancied Andrew as their ideal sweetheart and craved over his eight pack abs, and almost all the magazines always contemplated him as their magazine cover ideal, however Andrew never was a fan of himself. He loved himself, but still he knew that there was something missing in him. He wished only if he could figure that out.

He uploaded a profile picture of someone he really admired, Batman. Nothing could be more perfect than this mysterious character to be featured there.

Andrew chose to talk amongst those people that were recommended on his homepage. He chatted with a lot of people that day. Some seemed like very friendly, some seemed like very reserved, and some seemed like very weird. He was also compelled to block a girl within the five minutes of their conversations when she was only talking only sex and making out.

He was then hoping to choose only one person whom he can rely on talking with.

The world is full of self-centered people! Though they choose similar categories to share with, their behaviors are all different.

He visited some people's profile to check if he would find someone posting sensible status.

One's personality can be determined enough through the posts they share.

Then his eyes caught on a particular profile. The person whom profile he was roaming into was named 'Melissa Carter'. Her profile picture was of a tennis racquet held by a beautiful hand on a black background. The photography was marvelous indeed. The hand was of a girl and her fingertips seemed like very attractive.

To his surprise, Melissa Carter had zero friends on her list, but was very active on her profile and probably all her status were posted as public. As there were no friends in her list, none was able to neither like nor comment on those posts of her. But each of her status was worth to read for.