Chapter Four

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Ace POV

I had just woken from one of my (annoying) narcolepsy induced sleep attacks when my computer gave a high pitched ding, a female voice following afterwards with the words "you've got mail." At first I was highly confused, since my computer has never done that before. Then I remember being forced into signing up for Epals, and I wish I was still asleep. Groaning, I stood from the seat I was slumped in and made my way to my desk. 'What if this person is a total jerk? Maybe it's a female? Then I could just tell everyone the idea was a failure and we can move on and forget this ever happened. I don't want to make a fool of myself talking to some stranger. They could be a pedophile for all I know. A totally creepy pedophile.' I stared down at the electronic, the inbox button blinking up at me every few seconds. I am nervous, but that is understandable right? Right? Slowly I clicked the button and the message opened up on my screen. It wasn't very long, but it's hard to write a long letter when you have no idea who you're going to be talking to. As I read the letter, I felt my tense shoulders relax just a little bit. 'At least it's a guy.'

Hello, I am your new epal. Honestly, I don't know what I'm doing seeing as my friend decided I need to meet someone. However, I told her I would give it a shot so here I am. I suppose I should start off with telling you a little bit about myself. If you request for a new epal, I completely understand. My first name is Marco, so feel free to call me that. I am 27 years old. I live in Japan, but went to school in America before moving back. That's all I can think of to say right now so I will leave it at that.

-Marco 

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