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*Nyssa's Pov*
My eyes widened in shock.
Only one word was running through my head. How.
How the hell did she get invited?
How did she even know about Webweave?
How did she manage to catch the attention of the creators?
She's a popular, not a nerd.
She doesn't belong on Webweave, or any of those sort of sites.
I shook my head.
I can't think like this, she might not be as bad as she seems, I mean I've never actually seen her be a bully or a bitch and she must have some sort of talent if she was invited.
I forced myself to smile and went over to her, but I couldn't close my mouth.
"Y-your on Webweave?" I asked, my eyes still wide.
Slowly, she nodded her head
"B-but your like..." I started saying, but trailed off.
My eyes narrowed. Why was she on here? She's a popular, she shouldn't even know of Webweave.
"Which one let you on? It better have not have been Will" I muttered out the last bit, not sure if she should know about him.
Will was one of the true founders on Webweave, though he doesn't look it, he's into gaming and was a master at it.
"Uh" She said, thinking as though she couldn't remember which user invited her. "Um... the_smart_one_101? I think was the user" She said, unsure.
If my eyes weren't already as wide as they could go, they'd have opened even further.
Malcolm let her on, Malcolm invited her. Malcolm almost never invites people, and then only if they fit his criteria, and that's the problem, I only know of, like, four people who have been invited over the like five years Webweave's been around. I knew everyone who created Webweave, as I was one of the first invited, I knew all their real names and a few facts about them, almost none were popular at school or anywhere else for that matter.
I relaxed.
"Oh, are you a writer? It would explain why you're in this class, and top student nonetheless" I asked her
"Yeah, I'm a writer" she said.
I slid over to the seat separating us.
"Cool, how long you been on for?" I asked.
Annabeth blushed, embarrassment clear on her face.
"This morning..." She muttered, though I barely heard her.
I laughed.
"That's cool, I've been on for about three years, which user are you? I'm mechanical_drawer_04" I said.
"Annabelle_Case" She answered.
My eyes widened again.
Annabelle_Case was famous online, she was a writer/drawer, though I have to admit, she's a better writer, but still a fantastic drawer. Annabelle was one of my idols, she wrote heart wrenching stories and FanFictions. She was mostly famous for her story 'A Bitter Heart'.

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Webweave
Teen FictionWebweave. You've probably never heard of it, right? It's an online Chatroom. Only the best get on it. The best hackers. The best Gamers. The best Writers and drawers. The computer nerds. But the best computer nerds. Annabeth's New on Webweave, after...