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Day 2- Jacob Sartorius

This was all too much.

All the hate, Now this?!

Jacob just Finished reading all the hack.ly information on the website as well as reading the unknown bio.

But hey- he was Jacob Sartorius, he could get away with anything.

Just like Musers Ariel and Loren, Jacob had to move cities to avoid the fame.

That resulted in people calling him a 'coward' from 'hiding from his fans.'

And even when he goes out to his fans, people are saying:

'He ignores them/pushed them away/ didn't get to so-so.'

Life was tough.

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So apparently There'd be a musical.ly competition. He's been told that by Loren already, as well as her ratting on about her friend Ariel.

Some friend...

She told them that Loren and Ariel would be competing in in apparently.

Jacob was just about to leave again when another video pops on the screen...

This one, not as welcoming as the other.

The video was glitching like hell, just like a 2009/2010 webcam video.

Jacob peers into the screen, figures are focused on more now.

The audio is still of course.

'Get out of here!' One hisses, barely audible. It was a males voice for sure. A figure behind with designed jacket rushes out of the view in a flash, but in enough time for Jacob to see.

A few things crash in the background, the screen still trying to work.

It eventually does, a man appears. He seems to be in a sort of a lab/ underground basement.

The person is wearing a white lab coat, trousers and gloves. He seems to be very aged, around 30s or so. A small mustache proves it.

The man peers into the camera, like looking straight at Jacob.

He smiles, then clears his throat.

'I guess you are all wondering who I am.'

Jacob stays still, as if moving would kill him.

'Let me introduce myself.' He starts. 'I am Sir Francis Stanley, head manager of Hack.ly Head Quarters.'

'There is many things we are here for today' he says, the tone of his voice made Jacob immediately not like him.

'As you know, the Competition is rounding on soon, and we need to get started with announcing the nominees.'

Francis sits in a chair, pulling out a scrap of paper. He looks up at the camera again.

'Just a few people my friends and I have discussed...'

Jacobs heart is now beating fast. Just like the hunger games.

But it's not.

'And so...' He restarts. 'The letters in the bio... Were a clue to the nominees. Initials actually.'

Jacob Sartorius's head was spinning a mile a minute now. He read the bio.

The old man chuckled to him self, glancing at the sheet.

'The competitors for the hack.ly competition is...

'LM
MZ
BA
ZC
A
JO
CC
ML
JS'

'And that meaning... Our follows are...'

His teeth are showing... Not a good sight, with a pang of yellow, enough to give you a fright.

'Lena and Lisa... Of Germany' he announces.
'Not announcing second name due to my grand-'

He hesitates, swapping the Grand as 'friends' last minute.

Pause.
'Thanks to my friends sources' he mumbled.

'Next we have... Ooh from Pennsylvania!' Francis cheers.

'Mackenzie Ziegler'

He shifts in his chair as if the best part of a show would start.

'BA??' He puts on his glasses, then raising a finger in remembrance.

'Oh yes yes yes- Baby Ariel' he smiles slyly.

This Francis dude just... No.

'Along with her, ahh, Zach Clayton' he nods.

'And Annie! From Bratayley!!' He spits out a howl of laughter.'

Annie? She can't possibly be nominated!!

'ZinzyWhatAreYouDoing?' He murmurs. Jacob misses it.

'Next we have, Johnny Orlando!' He says, regaining his focus.

'And Madison Lewis..' He Continues With disinterest.

'And Cameron Cook, who I've never heard of...' He reads.

'Finally we have...' He lifts his glasses.

Jacob gets a bad feeling. As if someone's NOT meant to be there.

His expression changes to confusion to anger to sadness all at once.

'Lastly...' Francis ends off smoothly, but with no smile.

'The biggest threat to them all'

'We have...'
He folds the page in half and eyes the screen directly.

'Jacob Sartorius.'

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