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‘That was stupid.’ I said, dragging my feet angrily across the concrete as we left the plaza, heading into the orange-tinted street, lampposts guiding us back to the station.
‘Can’t handle the heat, stay outta the kitchen!’ Dan responded, flicking an eyebrow at me as he patted me on the back hard. He couldn’t believe he’d won, either. That was a bullshit Strike Spree at the end and we both knew it, but he knew it’d piss me off to gloat about it, so gloating about it was the only thing he did. He wore the same thing he always wore: Light denim jeans, a black t-shirt and an unbuttoned flannel. I’d told him it made him look like a Lumberjack or a hipster, but he didn’t seem to care. He has a sharp jawline, but a gentle chin, with piercing green eyes and a loving gaze upon him, as if the whole world was to be loved. He walked around with his hands in his pockets, laughing and mocking me for my loss until we reached the station.
'That was ridiciolus, by the way.' Olivia snarled, hitting him on the back. 'Dan, if you ever pull shit like that again, I'll knock you out myself!' She chuckled. She'd been a close second to me, right up until the end. It was good to be with Olivia again - our breakup hadn't been the best. It was good to be with either of them - we were, always in the same classes since a very young age, the three of us were practically inseperable - but time does what it does. When we all went off to College, I though I'd never see them again. Dan went off to America, and Oliva spent most of her time up North. It'd been 3 years since then, and we were starting our final years - and here we were, back together for one week.
'I'm getting a taxi - I'll see you lot again for that drink on Friday, alright?' Olivia smirked. She used to be a bit chubby and nerdy, and whilst she still loved Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings and apparently led the D&D Society in her University, she was definietly different looking. She was well defined now, her newly-found abs visible due to the sexy black crop top she wore, and the skirts she used to wear were replaced with some of the shortest shorts I'd ever seen. I thought back on when I first got with her... and how it ended. I felt entirely to blame for that - and I knew that if I had the chance... I'd still want her, I'd want to be with her. But now, as I had grown up and endured the mediocractey of surviving two years of University on my own, I was now fine being on my own.
We both waved her goodbye, as she stood by a busstop and we kept on walking to the station. Dan was staying with his Dad, uptown from me. I had offered for him to stay with me, but he politely declined.
'Staying until the train arrives?' I asked him, looking up at the billboard. It wasn’t long, only a suspected 10 minutes – I could wait it alone, but time always seemed to fly with Dan here.
'No, I’ve got to make myself dinner, Dad’s out with mates.' He raised his hand and waved, and I waved back, putting in my earphones and waiting patiently, my ears being filled with slow jams and gentle beats. The train arrived, allowing me time to produce the ticket from my wallet, and I gently hopped onto one of the quieter carriages – in fact, basically an empty carriage. There was an old Pakistani or Indian woman sitting at the back, near the cabin door, and in the middle was sat another Teenager, in a black jacket and staring at his phone. I decided to sit more alone, on the other side of the cabin to them, and shuffled another playlist, this time my Daily Mix. All I could think about was Dan, his oddly-womanly thighs bending and turning as he twisted his body to bowl a perfect strike – he had bumpers on, but whatever. He jumped up to celebrate, a clear bulge moving around in his shorts and sweat between his brows. Then all I could think about was Olivia, how her ass looked when she bent over to bowl, how god damn delicious her abs were... how big her tits had gotten - both of them, filling my mind with more and more lustful thoughts.
It was right then I remembered I was on a train – with other people – and should probably stop fantasizing. Unfortunately, my boner had already arrived. Luckily, I was wearing tracksuit bottoms (and my cock wasn’t that big anyway, only 5 and a half inches) so it was hidden. I continued to browse the internet, bored and sad that my dreams would stay dreams. Dan was straight, and Olivia didn't want me anymore - not after what had happened.
'I can make them love you – make anyone yours.' The text was from a British cell phone, seemingly one in the local area. I assumed it was spam or an advert for a dating website – though I’d never received an ad for a dating website over text. I decided to reply.
'who is dis? Wat r u on about?' I sent, looking confused.
‘The download is complete. Enjoy your app.' It texted back.
'wat? Who r you? Answer!'
‘This is my stop.’ The reply said as the other Teenager stood up, waved to the Indian woman and got off the train, standing alone on the platform. It was late, so even the booths there were empty. It had to be him. What did the text mean? I went back to my home screen, now to see something new appear - as right before my eyes, I beheld a new app... "Fairer World."
Opening it, it signed into Google Play (because damn, everything seems to do so nowadays) and then greeted me, before opening onto a weird page. I pressed the only button on the screen: "Create New"
It came up with one question:
"Who do you desire most?"
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