Chapter Three: Hackers
◊◈◆Melissa Evans◆◈◊
I sat my desk. Time to hack some military files. I stretched. My monitor flickered to life.
"Greetings mistress." An electronic voice said.
I grinned at the anime character before me. I had developed a program in the form of an anime character. Her name Hakku. It's Japanese for 'hack'.
Hakku was made to be my electronic servant and to help me hack into the government's secret files.
"Hakku, any information on our school?" I asked.
"Affirmative. Twenty-three new entires found."
"Great. Bring them up."
I looked at all the new info. Huh. Maths test in two months. Some charity dance in five months. Huh? Dance? What kind of fucking baloney is that? I scoffed. And the usual, test marks and stuff.
Hmmm... I should do some research on that Jordan boy.
"Hakku, run a search on a boy named Jordan Williams."
"Affirmative. One hundred and thirty-four entries found."
"Now, search through them for someone named Katherine Williams as his mother."
"Affirmative. Sixty-two entries found."
"Great. Bring them up."
"Straight A student. No criminal records. No detention." I read aloud.
Something caught my eye.
"Hakku, you seriously found his snapchat and Instagram accounts?"
"Affirmative."
"All right!"
I hacked into his snapchat.
"Oh... Now this is interesting."
I looked through this chats with other snappers.
Someone sent him a lewd picture of herself. And he replied.
*picture of slut*
Jordan: Great view. 😏😉
I laughed. This boy is interesting. He'd be a fine player.
Maybe I can blackmail him with this.
Ding!
I reached over to my phone.
Cole Grayson: You coming to the party this Sat? ;)
I smiled. Of course! I never miss a party.
Me: Duh. I love parties.
Cole Grayson: Great. Wanna hook up?
I smirked. Finally.
Me: Sure why not.
I grabbed my coat and turned off my computer.
I slipped on some combat boots and headed over to his house.
As I stepped out of my house, I saw Jordan on his front porch.
He noticed me and called out my name.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Why do you wanna know?"
"I just wanna know."
"I'm going to a friend's house."
"At midnight?"
"Yeah. To hook up."
"Too much information."
I shrugged and continued to walk on.
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A/N:A pretty boring chapter. It's just a filler.
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