Link Episode One

Link – Episode One

Another night. Just another hot night. This summer was boring as hell. The only thing keeping me going was the money from my recently fired job, some new music I downloaded, and the friends I talk to on the internet. They’re a weird bunch, but they’re all cool. So I’m just sitting at home on the last Friday night of the summer talking with my friends.

M.A.G. says:

hey

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

hewo ^^

FUBAR has been added to the conversation.

M.A.G. says:

hey

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

puppy! ^^

FUBAR says:

sup BRO

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

how u guyz doin?

M.A.G. says:

not that good really

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

awww wats wrong?

FUBAR says:

mark realized he’s losing his pimp powers

M.A.G. says:

hey aaron

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

lol

M.A.G. says:

fuck u

Spectral has been added to the conversation.

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

marky wats wrong?

Spectral says:

FUBAR says:

sup whitey

Spectral says:

sup chink

M.A.G. says:

lol

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

dat was mean L

Spectral says:

i’m sorry

Spectral says:

*hugs maggie*

Spectral says:

*grabs maggie’s ass*

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

aww

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

*smacks terry*

FUBAR says:

see

FUBAR says:

thats why

FUBAR says:

you gotta

FUBAR says:

grab and run

Spectral says:

grab and run?

Spectral says:

lol

FUBAR says:

lol

FUBAR says:

PWNED

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

mmaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrkkkkkyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

wats wrong ;_;

FUBAR says:

his pimp skills are gone

M.A.G. says:

cuz we’re goin back to school on monday

Spectral says:

or he lost sh

M.A.G. says:

and its gonna be hell again

M.A.G. says:

dude

M.A.G. says:

thats nothing to joke about

FUBAR says:

lol

Spectral says:

of course its gonna be hell

Spectral says:

you know how hot hoover gets?

M.A.G. says:

i kno that

M.A.G. says:

but thats not what i mean

Spectral says:

so what do you mean?

M.A.G. says:

…forget it

FUBAR says:

TELL US

FUBAR says:

BEFORE I FORCE U TO WATCH MIDGET PORN

Spectral says:

you better do what he says, he’ll do it

M.A.G. says:

right, like i can trust u all

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

u can trust me!

FUBAR says:

and since shes gonna know

FUBAR says:

i gotta know too

Spectral says:

lol

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

lol

M.A.G. says:

well its 2 things actually

M.A.G. says:

to be honest

M.A.G. says:

i dont get that much respect at school

M.A.G. says:

i’m often ignored and people just dont care

M.A.G. says:

and i get no respect around here either

M.A.G. says:

my parents mostly care about my older bro

M.A.G. says:

i just feel so unappreciated around

M.A.G. says:

i just wanna kill myself sometimes

FUBAR says:

wow

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

dont do that mark

FUBAR says:

you are a loser with pimp skills

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

we luv u! (L)

Spectral says:

LMAO

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

puppy!

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

dat was mean!

M.A.G. says:

i knew this was gonna happen

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

marky!

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

were sry!

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After the convo, I’ve decided to get my mind off of it by playing some Smash Bros. But it didn’t help. I was still angry. I was gonna sign back on, but I decided to stay off for the rest of the night. So I went to sleep early. That night, I had that disturbing dream again. It had me, Terry, Aaron, Maggie, and Nick at the mall together, going to see a movie. I couldn’t remember what the movie was, but I don’t think it was important. So we went into the movie theatre, looking for some seats. As we entered the room, I heard someone call out my name. I looked around, but I couldn’t find who it was. The voice called out to me again, and I realized it came from the back. I turned around, where I was in for a shock of my life. I just stood there as if I was a statue. Terry and Aaron noticed I stopped, so they came back up to me and Terry said, “What’s wrong?” He noticed where I was staring and asked, “She looks familiar.”

I muttered, “The picture.”

“Picture? Oh. OOH!” Aaron just glared at us in confusion and said, “What are you guys talking about?” Terry pointed to her. To Lauren, a girl I once loved back in middle school. Aaron said, “That’s her? Man, I thought she was ‘Beyonce’ hot.” He heads back with the others to find a seat. Still gawking, I said, “Uh, you all go ahead and find a seat up front. I’ll be back here.” So I went up to Lauren and shared a friendly hug before we sat down. We were talking before the movie started, but I couldn’t remember about what. So then the movie started and we watched it together while my friends kept looking back towards us from time to time. After the movie, we let the crowd leave before we got up. My friends walked up to us and I introduced Lauren to them. Nick tried to kiss her hand, but she wouldn’t let him. But she did give him a hug though. So then I asked her, “So where were you all this time?” She hesitated and her eyes started to tear up. She ran out of the theatre with her head held low. I went after her and caught up in the theatre lobby. She was standing by the concession stand, holding her hands over her face, crying. I out my hand on her shoulder and asked, “Hey, you ok? I didn’t mean to-” She quickly hugged me, close. This wasn’t like her. I was never this close to her before. But I held her tight as well. I feared that I said or did something that made her leave in the first place. Or even didn’t do or say something. As I held her, she said, “I missed you so much. There was something I wanted to tell you before I left.” But before she could continue, someone tapped me on my shoulder and yelled, “DONNIE SIMPSON SHOW! DONNIE SIMPSON SHOW! DONNIE IN THE MORNING! GET UP! EVERYBODY GET UP!” Then I realized that the voice came from my boom box on the dresser in my room. And after that it goes on my list of unsolved questions, why did Lauren leave, whatever happened to my cousin’s friend, Maxwell, and will The Simpsons ever have a final episode.

The first week of school was finally here. And I didn’t want to go. Not because I hated school, but because I hated most of the ignorant people at the school. And because our school is in the shit hole. The school’s been there since the early 60’s, so this school’s seen everything since then. The segregation and integration between whites and blacks, the Watergate incident, MLK and JFK’s assassination, even when anipeeps were finally getting the rights they deserved. Yep, this school has seen a lot. But not a lot of upgrades. The whole school is on one floor and the hallways are cramped. There’s weird odors coming from the school. A study showed that there’s mold and grime growing under the school. That would explain seeing so many roaches and rats in here. Gee, lucky us. So anyway, I was looking for Terry to meet up with him before classes started on the first day, but I couldn’t find him. Turned out that he missed his bus and stayed home. So it was just me until the next day. We share lunch and photo class together. I’ve made a few new friends, but it’s still hell here. The students complain for petty things. Like they think 5 easy questions on a test is too much. And the faculty isn’t much better. Even though the halls get real crowded, making it hard to get to class on time, they will suspend anyone who is late for 10 days. There are a few faculty members that are even attracted to some of the students. This secretary in the main office keeps hitting on this girl in our class every time she goes in there. Now that’s just sick. Especially since the secretary is also a girl.

But what I really hate is my English teacher’s class, Ms. Higgens. I know at first glance, she seems like a young, attractive teacher. Which is part of the problem. All the guys in my class are attracted to her. All they ever talk about is “what they gon’ do when they get her alone.” On top of that, Ms. Higgens talks too much. And most of the time, it’s about her personal life. It gets so annoying. This school drives me nuts. Sometimes I just wanna get rid of everyone here. Or just get rid of myself. It becomes so damn frustrating that I think I’m just gonna go crazy. Just gonna explode. Just pull out two AK’s and just clear everyone out until…the bell rings. The day is over as quickly as it started. Just another school day like the rest.

On this Friday afternoon, I got a little surprise. My uncle Carl was sitting on the couch playing my PS2. He looked over at me and said, “Hey, Big Mack. Wanna play some Midnight Club?” I responded, “Hey, C. Maybe later. What are you doing here?” He puts the controller down and stands up from the couch. She says, “Come with me. We got a little trip to make.” We went to his old Cadillac, got in, and we were off. On our way, he stated, “Ok, here’s the deal. You know you’re parents aren’t gonna be around as much as they usually are. And they wanna make sure you’ll somewhere safe. Now I remember you saying you want to move out as soon as you get out of high school.”

“I…don’t see what you’re getting at”

“Well, I’m giving you the chance to get your own place.”

“But where can I go? I’m only 17.”

“I know that. So we got a special set-up for you.” So we traveled through the roads until we got to Lanham. A quiet part of Maryland because a lot of white people live around here. This is where the good houses are at. The new ones that were built recently. We drove on to a boarding house that my uncle owned. He’s told me about it, but I’ve never actually been to it. It was a huge, 2 story house. As we got out the car, Carl said, “He we are. Your new home. Without it being so fall from home.” I responded, “Uh, thanks, but no thanks. I was thinking more on the lines of an apartment, not a boarding house.”

“But you don’t understand. You don’t get a room.”

“Huh?”

“See, this place isn’t getting as much business as it usually does. And I got no use for it anymore. So, I’m letting you have it.”

“Really? What’s the catch?”

“None really. I’m handling the main bills. But you will handle any other bills like cable, phone, and so forth.”

“I can deal with that.”

“Great. Ready for the tour?” We went in the house. This place was huge. It opens up to a big living room with wood grain floors, white walls, and a greenish-blue rug. There was a fireplace with a painting of a waterfall over it. In the room to the right was the kitchen. Big pantries and a mega fridge. Gotta remember to stock up on food later on. Out behind the kitchen was a hallway that lead to the bathroom and the other bedrooms. Each bedroom was almost like a mini-apartment. As I explored, I asked, “So you’re telling me that all this is mine, without paying any of the major bills?”

“Yep. But…”

“I knew it.”

“You just have to get some tenants, that’s all.”

“I think I can do that.”

“Great, we’ll start moving your stuff on Saturday.” I was gonna check out the rest of the house, as I wanted it to be a surprise to me. Leaving that house knowing that it was mine now gave me a big ass grin on my face. No more tedious commands from my parents. No more sharing a room with my brother. I had my own freedom. And the wait was worth it.

As I got back home, I was thinking about signing back on to MSN. I guess I was getting upset over nothing. So I just signed went ahead and signed back on.

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

hewo ^^

M.A.G. says:

hey

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

feeling better?

M.A.G. says:

yeah, i guess

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

sumthin still wrong?

M.A.G. says:

i had that dream again last night

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

the one with her?

M.A.G. says:

yeah

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

u still miss her?

M.A.G. says:

very much

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

awww

M.A.G. says:

i always felt like she was the one

M.A.G. says:

but it doesnt matter anymore

¤•§úGª®•©ußë$•¤ says:

well

im sure there r lots of gurlz at ur school that r interested in u

M.A.G. says:

…

M.A.G. says:

can u keep a secret?

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hiya ^^

M.A.G. says:

hey

mark go ahead

{~Dancer of the Dead} says:

hey

M.A.G. says:

u promise?

ya its ok ^^

{~Dancer of the Dead} says:

hows PFW going?

FUBAR has been added to the conversation.

Spectral has been added to the conversation.

M.A.G. says:

i never had a gf before

{~Dancer of the Dead} says:

hey guyz

uh oh

FUBAR says:

LMAO

Spectral says:

:-o

M.A.G. says:

WTF R U GUYS DOING HERE!?

Spectral says:

so there was no girl at camp

FUBAR says:

lol

FUBAR says:

guess they were artificial pimp powers

M.A.G. says:

U GUYS WERENT SUPPOSED TO KNO

FUBAR says:

know what?

FUBAR says:

that you’re not a man?

{~Dancer of the Dead} says:

sry

FUBAR says:

like me?

M.A.G. says:

man this is not cool

M.A.G. says:

maggie y r all these people in here?

im sry =(

FUBAR says:

cuz she wanted to expose you

FUBAR says:

for the fake that you are

i just wanted to add mel

Spectral says:

lol

i thought she should kno 2

M.A.G. says:

THIS WAS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE BETWEEN US

FUBAR says:

mark has as much chance with a girl

M.A.G. says:

U PROMISED!!! :@

FUBAR says:

as terry has with getting with jennia

Spectral says:

as aaron giving up porn

Spectral says:

DUDE

FUBAR says:

LOL

M.A.G. says:

FUCK THIS SHIT

M.A.G. says:

FUCK ALL U!!!

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To Be Continued…