meredith sat in her neat and tidy room on her out of place not-so-neat-and-tidy bed. the blankets were ruffled and snacks lie everywhere. she was wearing her sweatshirt still but swapped her jeans and boots out for flannel pants and fuzzy socks. she scanned wikipedia for facts on bach that she'd probably never need to remember after this project.
"bach was married twice"
"he had two children"
"he was born in 1685"
"he died in 1750"
meredith sighed. "time for tumblr" she mumbled, and scrolled through her dash which mostly consisted of diy projects and life hacks from pintrest that made its way onto tumblr.
then her phone made a little 'ping!' noise and she groaned.
meredith didnt have many friends. it was probably someone asking for homework answers. so she sighed, and looked at her phone.
blocked number:
i can see through your façade
[10:37pm]
meredith was confused. she didnt put up an act. or at least she didnt try to. sure, she was all put together at school but at home she was lazy and chilled out.
but she responded anyway.
meredith:
who's this?? and what façade?
[10:38pm read]
she waited a minute. the blocked number wasnt even typing and theyd read it a second after it was sent.
meredith decided to give up and as soon as she set it down it rang again. from a different number, but a recognizable one.
(if you call this number its on you)
829-772-6420:
is this meredith king.
[10:42]
she groaned in frustration. all these texts from numbers she didnt know confused her. how were these people getting her number?
meredith:
yes, it is.
[10:43 read]
the number replied with, "you're fake"
she just sighed, set her phone down again and tried to continue the powerpoint.
"bach was german"
"wow, what a beautiful powerpoint." she mumbled to herself, and proceeded to save it onto a flash drive.
while it was saving she stuffed her hand in the bag of potato chips and popped a few in her mouth.
then, yet another text from a random number.
829-510-6682
meredith.
[10:50]
she groaned loudly. this was annoying her.
meredith:
jesus christ are all these numbers part of like a cult my god.
[10:52 read]
then meredith king sat looking at her phone, twirling a fallen lock of caramel hair in her fingers. the person was typing and she nervously bit her fingernail.
829-510-6682:
god no im not a part of a cult,
i just wanted to talk to you. you intrigue me.
[10:55]
she groaned loudly and ate another chip.
meredith:
my god you sound like a sap.
whats your name?
[10:56 read]
829-510-6682:
that'd ruin all the fun.
[10:59]
829-510-6682:
tell me about your real self.
[11:01]
meredith was fed up with all this nonsense about her being "fake". so she set her phone down and went back to tumblr.
after a few minutes, her phone rang. that creep was calling her.
she groaned and answered.
"what's all this bullshit about my real self?" meredith spat into the phone angrily.
the person on the other end let out a breathy chuckle. "you see, your school self would not be so short-tempered and angry."
she pondered that statement for a moment. "well yeah its self control. im in public there." she said, feeling clever.
the person stayed silent for a moment. "i want to know how you really are, meredith."
"and yet all i want to know is your name." meredith smirked even though they couldnt see her.
but he blew off her request immediately. "im no one important to you." he laughed.
"i tell you nothing until you tell me your name." she smirked.
"i'll give you my initials." he said, and she smiled. "a.i. that's all you get for now, goodbye, meredith."
then the line went dead.
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