Lazy Sundays (253 views)

Hallie twirled a few strands of hair between her fingertips, huffing as she looked at the guy who was chatting her up. He was so bad at writing. But, still... him seeing her in his dreams. It wasn’t that shady a comment. But he didn’t have an icon. His icon was just the default anonymous symbol, which looked almost like a person silhouetted in darkness. There was no face there and, even though she went by Eliza online, it was very much possible that he attended Metric or had even seen her in passing. She wished his location didn’t say ‘waiting in your bed’ and instead told her a nice state that was far away from them, like Florida.

”Oh, y’know, Eliza’s super popular! I’m making bank, easy.” Hallie said to Lola. She smiled at her friend who strut into her room in her Calvin Kleins. Lola was hot and had always been hot and though the girls joked about hooking up all the time (and had even made out at parties before) she just didn’t see Lola in a romantic or sexual light. She was too close to her to want to sleep with her, but that did not mean Hallie didn’t acknowledge how hot and bangable Lola was on a daily basis! ”You look sooooo messy, girl. Were you sexing Maxine all night?” She wiggled her brows suggestively as another message popped up, but she didn’t read it yet.

”Oh, Eliza loves you too. Maybe a little too much!” Hallie joked with Lola, moving aside on her bed to allow Lola to get comfortable herself and read the conversation she was having. The guy was a little sketchy but who on these sites wasn’t? Sometimes she wished she could sext with someone who wasn’t this sketchy. Like that cute boy from her Intro to geometry class. He could get it, and he didn’t look skeevy. But then again, who knew? But if he was a closet kink that was fine. Hallie wouldn’t mind! It was just these guys who were probably in their middle ages or above, soliciting sexy times from college aged girls, that were just so... gross. Which was why she never found herself turned on, no matter what they said to her! They just weren’t attractive.

”Love is noooot the word I would use. It’s so sketchy. Like, no, you are not waiting in my bed because I’m in my bed!” She laughed. ”Don’t lie to me, Lola! You and Maxine, hmmm? I want to read all of your sexy little smutty conversations, unless they’re too personal for you to share with me,” she wiggled her brows – either way, she’d love to tease her friend. ”This guy’s been here for like... two hours? He’s one of those lonely types. As long as I keep teasing him the minutes add up and I make enough to buy that makeup pallet I want.”

There was a ping, and Hallie opened the message. It was from the guy.

MSG FROM SX998 (John): Dorms are the best place to get laid.

Hallie paused when she read that. There was nothing weird about him mentioning dormitories. Many fantasies had dorms involved, had colleges involved. After all, college girls were the ideal type for them.

MSG FROM SX998 (John): I can see one now. With light glittering behind it. Like it’s enveloped in water. And you’re inside on your bed. Waiting for me.

This John Doe caller (he was John Doe since he didn’t give a real name for his alias – Hallie often just referred to him as 998, the number in his screenname) was just trying to be sexy. He liked to describe things like that and normally Hallie laughed at the cheesiness with which he wrote. But there was something about the way he described a dorm he could see, and her being in it, that made her shiver. She tried not to act too disturbed. ”I wonder if 998 thinks he’s a poet or something. He sends me that shit alllllll the time.”

”LOL! I don’t even want to know, girl!” Hallie said. Wetter than a mop, filled with gross dirt water? No thank you! Hallie rolled her eyes at Lola’s laughter but the eye roll quickly turned into an amused expression as Lola colored. ”Ooooh! You’re blushing! And what kind of a girl do you think I am? I’m not gonna get off to your sexts! I will, however, get a little bothered at those moans you guys give out when she comes over! Our poor suitemates, LOL! You’re worse than Chad,” Hallie nudged her friend in the arm.

She turned back towards the chat and gave her friend an exaggerated groan.

”I know. Like, I will totally tell him I got my roommate here. My tiny little minx of a roommate! And from what I’ve heard of you and Maxine going at it, that sound does not do your orgasm noise justice at all.” She nudged her friend again as she clacked out a message, her fingers brushing the keyboard roughly. She hit send and saw that the man on the other end of the line immediately viewed it. He started to type. For some reason it made Hallie a little apprehensive how fast he was. ”wow, he’s suuuuper horny,” she said, making a joke about it to dispel her nerves. She didn’t have anything to fear, here. Even if he was typing fast, it was probably only because he wanted to get off.

MSG FROM SX998 (John): What’s your friends name?

”Hehe, he’s interested in you now, girl!” Hallie typed some random name on the keyboard. Immediately he responsed.

MSG FROM SX998 (John): Can I call her Hallie?”

Hallie’s fingers froze as she stared at the keyboard. Her mood declined as her heart began to pound. Hallie. How had he chosen that name, out of any names? It wasn’t like Hallie was a common name. ”Wow, uh, maybe he knew a Hallie? But that’s really weird...” She got the chills as she responded to him ‘haha, sure, she can be whatever you’d like’ with a winky face, but her hands were slightly clammy. ”He has to have just had a thing for some other Hallie. Right, Lola?”

Hallie giggled, though her jovial attitude towards the situation quickly faded when they got the creepy messages from 998 on the screen. Her face fell as he said something about Chad and Lola, something he wouldn’t be able to know if the microphone wasn’t on. She felt her blood run cold. Had she forgotten to turn off the microphone? Had she been on a video chat recently, and she just hit the button, and 998 hadn’t said anything? Or was 998 sneaky, did he make it so he could hear her but that she couldn’t hear him? She couldn’t even check before Lola started to order her to close the screen and she did so, swallowing a lump in her throat. How... how could he know their names? How could he know Chad, how could he know that they were referring to Maxine? She stared with her mouth slightly agape as her eyes began to lose focus.

”No. It’s not.” Hallie said. There was something haunted about her voice. She wondered if her webcam had been on, too. She didn’t recall seeing the green light, but who knew? Who knew if he found a way to hack into her computer and turn the webcam on without her knowing? Hallie went into this business knowing skeeves existed, but she’d never had such a run-in with one. She had never had such a fear of being hacked before.

”I don’t know how he heard us. Maybe... maybe I accidently hit an audio chat button and he heard? Maybe he just, didn’t know it’d freak us out?” She asked, looking to her friend for some kind of solution.