My Virtual Crush.

Chapter One

Dear Diary,

It's 3am in the morning and I have classes tomorrow, I have so much to do, I can't afford to be awake right now so why can't I sleep?

The answer is staring at me on my monitor, Xxxxx's profile.

He's awake right now, he's always awake just as I climb into bed and that makes me stay up for hours agonizing - a shaky finger on the follow button. Thinking each night, If I'm lucky tonight might be it - the moment I've been waiting for.

Pfft. Who am I deceiving? I'm nobody. Just the wallpaper - wallpapers lean on, he'll never notice me till I do something about it and till he does all I can do is dream of the day I'll be as popular as he is... walk in his virtual crowd.

It's silly, probably. He might be an obese man feeding from a tube or someone as old as my great Gramps, but his words - his words are so seductive as they speak to my heart. When I read his stories repeatedly I hear his voice in my head; rich, dark and sinful.

They pull me to his profile like a siren's song till I know who he's talking to, what he's saying to whom and wonder if they are really close to him or if they just try to do something that I can only dream of for now. Gain his attention.

Damn. It's 10 mins to 4 am now, I wonder what the time says where he is. The location in his profile says lost in your dreams.

Yes, yes, he is... I'm pulling the covers over my head, maybe I'll find him in them tonight.

xxxx

D_Wallpaper.