Bex sat twirling the phone cable round her finger while listening to Mary go on and on about… something. There was a wireless phone upstairs, but Bex liked sitting in the window seat of the study while on the phone. At least until her father got home and turfed her out so he could sit at his huge oak desk and get in another four hours of work before bed.
Mary seemed to get to the end of whatever she was talking about – John that was it.
‘So, what’s going on with you?’
Something twisted in Bex’s stomach. Saying it out loud would make it real and she wasn’t sure she wanted to admit this – especially when she wasn’t sure her permanently single best friend would understand.
When Bex didn’t answer Mary prompted her. ‘How’s work? And Adam?’
‘Work’s…’ She thought about it. How was work? She’d spent so long thinking about the Adam situation, and now the Hugh situation she wasn’t really thinking about work. She was just going through the motions. ‘Work’s fine. Busy. Boring. Rubbish. You know same old.’ She paused.
‘And… Adam. Jeez Bex, what’s up with you tonight? Talking to you is like pulling teeth. And I’d know.’ Mary was working at her father’s dental practice for the summer. She was just doing admin, but liked to pretend she was actually seeing patients.
‘Sorry. I’m a bit distracted.’
‘Adam?’ Bex nodded, and then remembered her friend was on the phone.
‘Yeah. He’s still not changed his status, and it wouldn’t bother me that much, but we talked about it a couple of weeks ago. I want every Tom, Dick and Harry to know we’re a couple. I want us to walk down the street and people see our matching status’ rather than his that says single and mine that is just blank.’
‘Maybe you should talk to him again? Tell him how much it bothers you?’
‘Maybe. That’s not the only problem though. Well it’s caused another problem too.’
‘What his status saying single?
‘Uh… no… Mine. Being blank.’
Mary was silent for a second while she tried to process the information. Bex stood up and stretched her legs, she’d been sat on them the whole 30 minute conversation and they were starting to go numb.
Looking down at her legs she was distracted by a notification on her Facebook Chest Screen. Strange, she hasn’t heard or felt it coming in. She’d just have a look.
‘WHAT? Someone thinks you’re single and asked you out?’ Bex dropped her hand – she’d check the notification later.
‘Not just someone…’ She took a deep breath. ‘Hugh.’
‘Hugh?’ Mary asked. ‘Hugh, Hugh, Hugh?’
‘Hugh Griffiths Hugh?’
‘Yep.’ However bad a situation it was, she couldn’t help grinning. Hugh Griffiths had asked her out after all.
‘But… But… What did you say?’
‘What could I say? I’ve got a boyfriend. I had to tell him and say no.’
‘What did he say?’
‘He didn’t believe me. He said that anyone in a relationship would have it branded on their Facebook Chest Screen and the fact that my status was blank meant I didn’t have a boyfriend. He thought it was just an excuse I made up.’
Mary broke into hysterics.
‘What?’ Bex asked, not getting the joke. This was horrible, not funny.
‘Hugh Griffiths – the guy you’re had a crush on since you could walk – thinks you knocked him back,’ she said when the giggles subsided.
‘It’s not funny!’
‘Oh but it is.’ Mary started laughing again. This time it was infectious and made Bex laugh too. In the middle of her laughing fit, she looked down and again saw the notification that had come in. She pressed the ‘read button.’
Adam Spencer has listed you as his girlfriend.
Well, that solved the problems then.
The prompt from Write Anything for this week’s Fiction Friday is:
Set your story where Facebook institutions have been integrated into the norm. ( perhaps people have ‘like’ and ‘comment’ buttons on them? Maybe everyone has a status update on an LED positioned on their forehead?) This prompt was sparked by a FB discussion – so have fun with it!
As always I’ve left it unedited. I’d love to hear what you think.