Faking Fate

Chapter Two

'Oh look sweetie, isn't that Phil? You know, the boy you-' My mum started, but before she could say anything damaging, I put my hand over her mouth.

'Go to college with? Yep sure is! Erm, erm, our table is this way come on!' I spluttered, dragging my mum across the restaurant.

We sat down at our table for four, laid with silver knives, forks and spoons, along with a pristine white tablecloth, a candle and roses in the middle. The soft sound of violins floated around the restaurant and the whole atmosphere was plain and simple poshness.

Somehow, I managed to survive some 'much needed family bonding time in a civilised area'. When we got home, however, Sophie and I ran upstairs into our rooms, slamming our doors behind us.

I heard my dad mutter 'so much for family bonding time' just as I slumped down on my bed. I kicked my shoes off and lay down, hands resting behind my head.

A battle between the voices in my head was kicking off.

Why did HE have to be there?! At least he saw you looking your best! But he totally ruined my night! How, by sitting down and making no effort whatsoever to interact with you? Yes, by doing exactly that! You confuse me. I am you! This makes no sense anymore. Kendall shut up. No, you shut up. Really? WE ARE THE SAME PERSON STOP TALKING TO YOURSELF! Fine. Fine. Good. Good. UGH.

I opened up twitter to take my mind off things. As I scrolled down my timeline, one specific tweet caught my attention:

'Come find me on Omegle: put your interests as artboy290'

Omegle? I opened up my laptop and tapped my fingers impatiently as it whirred to life.

As soon as the Google homepage flashed onto my screen, I typed in 'Omegle' and pressed enter.

'Omegle: Talk To Strangers!' My parents would kill me if they knew I was in this site. Oh well, I don't really care.

The website came up, simple but still made a statement. A banner flashed across the top of the screen 'DON'T GET PERVY!' ...Okay, now I'm slightly unsure. Oh well.

I typed in some interests and clicked 'CHAT!'.

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Its 3:34am on a Sunday and I literally just shut my laptop down. How have I never found Omegle before?! Its so fun, tricking people into thinking you're Harry Styles or someone like that. I spoke to a fee really nice people too, and we traded Twitter names. One girl I met lives near me, so that could be fun.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

I just remembered...

I'm going to an All Time Low concert later with Lullah and Evie! Oh wow, I need to sleep!

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Evie and Lullah showed up at my door around 3:30pm, to get ready for the concert. We each pulled on All Time Low t-shirts, black skinny jeans and converse (mine red, Lullah's grey and Evie's black, according to the colour of our t-shirts). After that we set to work on each others faces; me doing Lullah's make up, Lullah doing Evie's make up and Evie doing mine.

By the time we'd finished, it was 6pm and we all looked amazing. We'd all done the usual make up (Foundation, eyeliner, mascara, etc.) but then drew on each others cheeks with eyeliner.

My left cheek read 'ATL❤' while my right read 'JALEX❤' which is the ship name of two of the band members, Jack and Alex. Its hard to explain unless you're an internet child like me. Evie had 'ATL❤' on both cheeks while I had managed to squeeze 'All Time Low❤' onto both her cheeks.