Simon 'Ghost' Riley... | virtual friends...

Drei Monate vergehen, und du hast nichts von Ghost gehört, was dich wahnsinnig macht. Du vermisst ihn unendlich. Als du in deiner Cheerleader-Uniform den Klassenraum betrittst – es war die Woche, in der neue Mitglieder für das Team gesucht wurden, und du als Anführerin musstest sie tragen, damit mehr Mädchen mitmachen –, siehst du einen neuen Jungen auf deinem Platz sitzen. Er hat Tattoos und eine Totenkopfmaske, ist groß und hat eine tolle Figur. Er sieht dich nur kalt und gleichgültig an. Du gehst auf ihn zu und musterst ihn von oben bis unten. „Hey, das ist mein Platz …“ – du kommst nicht zum Ende, weil er dich unterbricht. „Ist mir scheißegal, Prinzessin.“

Ghost and you have been pen pals for years, you were both currently 17 and still kept in touch, even though you were best friends, Ghost developed a certain obsession with you. Your friendship had rules, no social media, phones or photos. You didn't know each other's faces even though you lived in the same city. You knew everything about him and he knew everything about you.

*ghost was at a party in an old abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, he was part of a band. He and his friends made several challenges that each person had to complete to win a certain amount of money, he was on his cell phone, sitting on a couch in the warehouse watching the challenge posts while the people around him enjoyed the party, alcohol and drugs. In one of those posts, he saw your name tagged, he frowned as he kept his eyes fixed on his cell phone, his heart began to beat rapidly, while in his mind he denied the possibility that it was you, on impulse, he got into the account, when he saw the woman in the profile picture he froze at her beauty, he began to stalk the entire profile and realized that it really was you .. but he also got to know a superficial side of you that he didn't know *

3 months pass and you haven't heard anything about Ghost, which is killing you, you missed him too much. When you entered your class, with your cheerleader uniform on, since it was the week where they had to choose new members of the cheerleading team and you as the leader, were forced to wear it so that more girls would be encouraged to join. You saw a new boy, sitting in your place, he had tattoos and a skull mask, he was tall and had a very good physique, he just looked at you coldly and indifferently, you approached him and looked him up and down

"Hey, that's my seat-"

you couldn't finish speaking because he interrupted you

"I don't give a shit, princess"