The first week, Morgan only came around to my house twice excluding Saturday night but she steadily came around more as we got to know each other which I didn't mind as my mom was worried I had no friends and she wouldn't question the fact that Mallory no longer came around if someone else was here.
The one positive that came out of this was that I could train whenever I wanted now with no schedule and having to drive to Boston. Kate would come around my house and we'd train in our private pool and I'd stopped my Spanish class because I didn't really need it and as long as I still spoke Spanish every so often, we'd be fine.
The day Morgan came around the first thing she did was grab my laptop and open Facebook.
"You have Facebook, right?" She said, looking at the login page.
"No. I never had a need for it. I talk to the people I know on the phone or in person." I said, plonking myself down next to her on the sofa in my room.
"The point of Facebook isn't to talk to friends. Well, that is the technical function but teenagers use it to show people who they are. Share selfies, have fake friends. It's all very superficial but how popularity works. You need a profile." She explained, showing all the reasons I didn't want it. I don't take selfies, if I have friends, they are real ones that would talk to me if they saw me in the street.
"I don't want to be popular though." I said, probably sounding really stupid I realised afterwards.
"Every teenager has Facebook, it's normal. You have literally been living in a dark corner of the world." She shot back.
"Fine, but I still find social media the most pointless thing ever invented. I mean why don't you just talk to people, over the phone?" She just sighed and shook her head at me as she typed all my details in until she reached the part where she needed a picture of me. "I don't take selfies." I replied shrugging my shoulders.
"Fine, I'll text Eli." She said, grabbing her phone from her pocket but she couldn't even open it before I took it from her.
"No!" I said, shaking my head.
"He doesn't even know I'm here and he has loads of photos of you stored on his phone and computer. You must know that you're his phone background. It doesn't show your face so only if a person knew you personally would they guess it was you but there are some really cute ones that show your face and Eli's a great photographer." She argued, putting her hand out for her phone which I did reluctantly. I didn't actually know that I was his background picture but I didn't really look at his phone, I had no need to.
"Okay but you should tell him that you're here. I don't want to keep secrets and ruin your friendship with him." I said, slouching where I sat, showing how reserved I was about all this.
"Oh mate, he'll only know why if he asks. He doesn't control where I go, or what I do. If he's pissed, he can be pissed alone." She said, raising her eyebrows as she texted him.
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True Identity
RomanceWhen living in the shadows, there is a rule, maybe the only rule. Don't, under any circumstances, make a spectacle of yourself. Coral had always been content living under the radar, watching her siblings prosper around her. She had her attic bedroo...