Chat Mates

Chapter One

How do I do this again? I'm supposed to make a profile and tell something about myself in my bio but I don't know what to say.

Fuck this is so hard.

I groaned in frustration as I tried to make my profile in this stupid dating website. Yep, you heard me. A dating site. Monica, my oh-so-wonderful best friend convinced me to join so I could meet new "friends" and maybe start to open up to people more. Don't get me wrong, I'm not anti-social or anything. I have friends but it's just that I have trust issues and I find it hard to be comfortable around people except when I'm with them, my best friends, Monica and Kv. They are my comfort zone. They're the only people who have really seen me being carefree, random, stupid and weird. They have been with me through my ups and downs, they have also seen me at my worst yet they still stuck with me and that's why I love those two bubble heads so much. What I'm wondering though, is why Monica would recommend me to a dating site? Shouldn't she have suggested me signing up for a socializing kind of website? Like Facebook or MySpace kind of sites? Ugh this is just giving me a headache.

I sighed as I continued to think as to what I should put in my bio. I've already entered the basic stuff like my name, age, birthday, where I live and my interests. I just need to put a profile photo and write this stupid bio of mine. I texted Monx (short for Monica obviously) as to what she suggests I should put in my bio a while ago but she hasn't replied yet. After ten minutes of waiting for her reply, I decided to give up and just put whatever stuff that comes into my mind. I scrolled through my gallery in search for a cute profile picture when I saw a selfie that I took in my school uniform, where I was wearing my glasses looking stupid as I was sticking my tongue out.

I quickly clicked save and looked at my profile to see if I missed anything out. My profile picture was in the upper left corner of the page and beside it was my username, flylikeapenguin.

I know penguins can't fly but I think it's funny so stop judging me.

Beside my username in a open-closed parenthesis was my name, Romina. So it basically looked like this:
flylikeapenguin (Romina)

I didn't put my family name because who knows, there might be pedophiles and hackers that will kidnap me or something. Below my name was a box that had my info like my age, interests and hobbies.

Then I took a look at my bio. I was smiling at it cause I thought that it was funny and stupid just like me. My eyes started to go wide as I realized that I was completely myself when I wrote it and I was surprised to find myself being fine with it. It made me smile more because it was a small step into becoming more comfortable with myself.

It looks like the internet was also a comfort zone for me besides my family and friends, eh?

I don't know what you're doing in my profile.

I'm weird
and very random at times
I'm clumsy
I cuss a lot
and I also like to read books

I'm Asian so don't be a fucking racist

Oh and if you play any kind of instrument (maybe like the guitar and drums) then I already like you and you have points from me

Go and continue stalking my profile now bye.

I read my bio again and laughed because I was just too damn funny. Suddenly my phone buzzed and I saw that Monx had finally replied to me after how many years later.

"Just be you" she replied. And that's just what I was planning to be in this site. To be me.

Satisfied with my newly made account, I shut down my laptop and went to my bathroom to take a nice, relaxing, warm bath. Then I brushed my teeth, making sure that it was thoroughly cleaned because I hate having the morning breath. I stepped out of the bathroom and went to my closet to pick out my favorite set of pajamas before flopping to my bed.

I've been tossing and turning for an hour already trying to get some sleep but my eyes just won't shut down. I grabbed my phone from the desk and decided to annoy girlfriends in our group conversation in Kik. I was spamming them with emojis when Monica replied.

Monica: What the fuck are you doing?!

Me: What do you think I'm doing? :P

Monica: it's late already you should be sleeping :P

Me: you should also be sleeping :P

Monica: FACETIME!!!

I didn't get to send my reply because she was already calling me through FaceTime. Good thing I wasn't wearing my earphones cause the moment I answered her call, she was screaming at the top of her voice.

"What the fuck Monx?! Why the hell are you screaming?" I told her, kind of annoyed with her screechy voice.

"I'm sorry." She said while trying to catch her breath. "Cause before you spammed me I was browsing through the internet and I found this very sexy picture of Harry and he just looks so fucking sexy I want to lick him all over"

Oh my God. I should have known.
"Well what are you doing not sending me the picture?!" I practically shouted at her. We both have this weird obsession with Harry (yes, it's Harry Styles) since we started reading this fanfic our friend suggested us.

"Okay! Wait! Chill for a second woman!" and this went on for another hour or two until I felt my eyes starting to droop.

"Hey Monx, you wanna continue this tomorrow? I'm feeling kind of sleepy already" I said, yawning.

"Yeah sure thing. I'm actually kind of sleepy too, to be honest. And I need to wake up early cause of swimming practice tomorrow." She said while she adjusted her pillows.

Right. Swimming. Monica Garcia is a swimmer and everyday she trains to maintain her shape and whatever it is swimmers need to maintain. She's been through a lot of competitions and even reached regionals. She deserves it, I guess, cause of the time and effort that she's been putting in for her training. I just don't get it why she has to wake up so early. I know she isn't a morning person yet she trains daily from six am until eight o'clock. Why doesn't she just pick a schedule that's in the afternoon?

"Lol yeah okay but wait, before we drift off to dreamland, can you come over here after your training? Help me out with this site thingy cause I don't really understand it yet." I asked her hoping she would say yes cause the website was really confusing me. People on the site kept on sending me these "votes" and I don't understand it at all.

"Sure. I'll come over around eight thirty after my training. I'll be having lunch there, alright?!" I rolled my eyes at her reply. She always thinks about food. "Oh and text Kv too so that we could all hang out together." She added as an after thought.

"Yes, will do. I'll text her first thing when I wake up. See you tomorrow!"

"Absolutely!" After we said our good byes, I grabbed my charger and plugged my phone since the battery was running low. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes, hoping to get a good night's sleep.