Chapter 1
"Katherine! Wake up!"
"Ugh! Five more minutes!"
"Get up right now or no internet for a week! We're gonna be late!"
Woah satan calm down I thought. The internet is my life, and a week without it could be deadly for me. The internet is my safe haven; my place to go when I feel more alone then ususal. Sadly, I have to face the "outernet" on a daily basis.
I got ready and went downstairs to find my mom running back and forth with her shirt only halfway buttoned up and one shoe on. I went over to Daisy; our beagle we saved from the dog shelter. It was about 2 years ago when I saw her. She was the runt of the litter that her mom died birthing. All her brothers and sisters were jumping up and down at the people looking to adopt, and one after another were being picked and taken away; except Daisy. She was in the corner of the cage; unwanted and alone. Gosh, did I know that feeling. Right away she was the one I wanted, and since my mom said I could pick which one we got, we signed the papers and off we went.
I saw something shiny and black behind her, and went to see what it was.
"Daisy, what's that you're hiding? Come here girl." I asked her in a baby voice so she would comply to come forward.
Right away she jumped up and ran over to me, her mouth wide open, ready to lick me.
"Aww. Who's a good girl?" I said to her playfully while I scratched her behind her ears.
"Katherine, have you seen my other- what's my new shoe doing in Daisy's bed?!" my mom asked angrily as she quickly went over to it.
"Yuck! And it's all covered in her drool! Katherine, what have I told you about your dog? She's your dog, so-"
"She's my responsibility," I finished for her. "Yeah, yeah I know."
"Then you better start keeping a better eye on her," my mom said as she walked over to the napkins mumbling something about getting a muzzle for the dog.
While she wiped Daisy's drool off her shoe with this noticeably disgusted look on her face, I went over to my laptop in the living room, and immedialtey signed on. Hoping my mom wouldn't see me on it, I went onto GoViral.com; a site where people post vlogs about random things, tutorials, or just their life, to see if any of my favorite vloggers put up a new video. I saw that Noah Renolds; a popular vlogger on this site, had a new video up, and I was excited because I absolutely love him and all his videos. I'd been subscribed to him since I was 12, and me being 17 already, that's a long time. But I'm just another one of his followers, no one really special or someone who stands out. I am nothing more than an addition to his fame; he has over a million subscribers now. Oh, how the time has passed.
I clicked on his new vlog, and paused it so it could buffer and load. Right when it was ready, my mom walked into the living room and gave me that oh so familiar look of "are you serious right now."
"Are you serious right now?" she asked.
Called it.
"What? I was just, uh, checking my email for college... stuff." I lied as I closed my laptop and put it on the couch.
Yup. I'm a senior in highschool and college is of big rage in my mother's mind, and everyone I know it seems. I get asked so much about stuff like what I'm gonna major in, minor in, what college's I wanna go to, etc. In all honesty, college is the last thing on my mind. I don't wanna go straight into school again right after being freed from it. Being forced to be around people I don't wanna see, having to meet up to the expected status quo, being around people that think nothing can get better than high school, teachers who believe you won't amount to much if you dont have a perfect 4.0 GPA or take all the A.P. and Honors classes. I just wanna go off on my own after high school, and take a break from it all, maybe just travel. I know that's weird coming from a girl who would rather be in her room all day on the internet, but the internet can't be my escape forever, and that's the sad, sad truth.
