suewithapen

[suewithapen]

It's an unfinished story so don't hate on it

I relaxed in my chair after hacking for 16 hours straight. I stood up out of my sinker chair and stretched for a while. "Skylar!" I heard a voice call my name and I already knew who if was. I ran and slid under my bed for a surprise attack. Blisse walked into my room and stood in front of it and squatted down to face me. "Hello Skylar." His tone was deep, yet smooth. I chuckled and climb out from under my hiding spot. "How'd you know I was there." I said pouting my way back to my seat. "I've been working for you for five plus years." He said sitting on my bed, ruining the perfectly placed sheets. "Oi, off the bed, that took me an hour! Vámonos!" I pulled him off my bed and began to fix it. He chuckled to himself as I fixed the sheets. "What are you laughing at?" I asked slightly irritated. "Who else, of course you." He said as he keeps laughing quietly. "Do you want to go!? I am a black belt in judo!" I said getting up from the bed and getting in his face. "I'm a foot taller than you, you're too sm-" He fell to the ground with pain painted all over his face as I kick his crotch  "In your face Gigantor!" I laughed stepping on his body like podium. I fell back as he lifted my weight off of him. I fell onto my soft rug laughing my butt off. "You're such an idiot, y'know?" Blisse said walking to my seat and sitting in front of my computer. I got up and grabbed another chair and sat next to him. "I know." I said crossing my legs. After a few seconds of silence and the clicking of my mouse, the doorbell rang. By impulse, Blisse pulled his gun out like monsters were right at my door. "Chill man, I got a package." I said walking downstairs to the door. I looked through a peephole to see an old guy with a package in his grasp with a uniform on. I opened the door, "Hi, what can I do for ya?" I answered with a polite southern accent. "Hi dear, are you Elizabeth Brown?" He said looking down at the paper attached to the clipboard. "Yes, sir." I said confident. He handed me the clipboard and I signed with a fake signature. "Thank you, ma'am." He gave me the package and walked back to his truck. I closed the door and looked around the box for some type of trackers. "Bingo." I found a box tracker right at the side of the inner box. "What did you order?" Blisse said curious of my unusual package. I pulled it out to see the extremely expensive dress I picked out. "That's it?" He  said confused. I dumped the rest of the items onto the couch and flopped onto them. "Plushies?" He asked even more confused than the last question. "Plushies!" I said cheerfully dancing in my bed of plushies. "Why did you break your cover in order to get a dress and plushies?" Blisse said getting irritated. "First of all, it was pretty and secondly, these were from my favorite game, LOLOL, plus they were cheap!" I said throwing all of the plushies in the air in excitement. "Who's account did you hack into, and why?" Blisse said walking to pick up the plushies. "This girl name Elizabeth Taylor. She had hefty bank account but no security on her computer." I said helping with the plushies. "THE Elizabeth Taylor!? The international pop star!?" He said running up the stairs in a rush. "Inter-whats it?" I said confused by his urgency. "International pop star! She's known around the world and can sing in different languages! I'm surprised you don't know since you're on the computer most of the time!" Blisse screamed from his room. I heard the distant sounds of shuffling papers and boxes falling. I sat and waited while being left with my thoughts. I pulled out my encrypted phone to search the databases for an Elizabeth Taylor. Found it. She's currently a popstar who's famous for her song "Dance with me, honey", interesting. Blisse quickly ran down the stairs and threw me a magazine article. I caught and looked at the front cover. It had her body on the cover in a strange neon-colored dress. "What is this?" I questioned.