Virtual Reality

Hey. I'm Tabby. I'm 16.
I guess you could call me the average teenager.
Gossiper, loves guys, and addicted to the internet.
Too addicted.

Tabby spends her life on the computer, and she knows it. So when she comes across a new virtual world "Palm City", she doesn't hesitate to join. But this world seems more real than ever, and teens all over the world are going missing a couple days after the website is created. Is there something more to Palm City than just a website? Is virtuality becoming reality?


11. Stupid!

How could I be so STUPID?! Of course pretty little Gemma's going to come up and rain on my parade. Jonah is totally going to fall for that strawberry head. I can just picture it now:

Gemma's stretched across the sand, her tiny bikini only covering the bits it really needs to, her long strawberry blonde ringlets flowing down her back. She's fluttering her extra long eyelashes at Jonah, who's gazing back longingly into her pretty little EVIL eyes. Then the space between them breaks, and her pouty pale pink glossy lips meet Jonah's. And I'm sitting there, my bland brown hair sprawled across my ugly knees, and my boring eyes watching in envy as they practically swallow each other whole.

I snap out of my little day-mare, and grab my phone. I want a little friend time. I call Leah, but there's no answer. I groan, and throw my head back. "Please..." I beg to the air. "I need you right now Leah!". I try again, but the tone just dies out after a while. So I decide to call the home phone. A smile doesn't hesitate to spread across my face.

"Hullo?" Someone sniffs. It's Leah's mum.

"Oh um, hi," I say. "It's me, Le-" Before I can finish I'm cut off with gargles of tears. "I'm sorry is something-"

"Tabby, oh Tabby you haven't heard have you?" She doesn't bother to wait for my response. "Leah's gone missing. No one can find her. She just disappeared." Loud howls of sadness burst through my ears. Oh my God. Leah's gone missing. My heart beats faster and I'm lost for words. After a while Leah's mum's voice reminds me I'm still alive, on the phone, talking to the mother of my best friend who's gone missing. "Tabby, are you still there?" I fight to find my voice.

"Yes Mrs Marton," I whisper.

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