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“Melissa… Melissa!!”

Melissa snapped out of her trance, glancing up from her laptop to find her best friend, Brenda, standing before her.

“I swear, it’s like you’re living in another world when your on your laptop.” Brenda chuckled as she sat in the seat that was situated across from Melissa. “So, you wanna tell me why you chose to meet here at Starbucks?”

“Everyone comes to Starbucks to use their computer right?”

“Correction, everyone comes here to drink coffee, people just found it enjoyable to surf the web here. Now, why are we here?”

Melissa looked up from her laptop again and smiled. “Because I want to share a new story with you.”

Brenda groaned, “Girl, not again. Look, don’t take this offensive or anything because I don’t have anything against your writing, but I seriously think you should start a new hobby.”

“But that’s just it Brenda, I got a review!”

“Just one? Sweetie, compare that to the other authors that have more than twenty reviews.”

“It was weird though because they said that they enjoyed all of my stories and they appreciate my talent. They actually have their own fan fiction site that they recommended me to, said that they’d be thrilled to have me post my work there. Anyway, the site is called backstreetbook.com and they guaranteed that I’d be receiving reviews almost everyday.”

Brenda slowly nodded her head, “Okay… and you don’t know who this person is?”

“No,” Melissa replied, shaking her head. “It was anonymous but I posted a fresh, new story on that site. Okay, so my main character in that story is Nick and it’s about them going to a hotel only to discover that it’s haunted.”

Brenda remained silent, just staring at her. “That’s it? Hun, I don’t mean to put you down or anything, but do you know how much stories were written about the Backstreet Boys being in a haunted mansion or being haunted by some ghosts or something? Can’t you come up with something more original?”

“Wait, here’s the kicker, they start moving from hotel to hotel, noticing that this… evil entity is following them everywhere, and they begin to wonder if what’s following them is really a restless spirit or if it’s actually a person stalking them.”

“Do you know how much stories I read that was like that?”

Melissa sighed heavily, “What’s up with you? Why are you always telling me something negative? I come to you, happy to tell you that I had received a review on one of my stories on Absolutechaos and you’re just blowing off everything I tell you.”

Brenda relieved a sigh as well, “Sweetie, I’m sorry it’s just… don’t you rather want to be a reader than a writer?”

“What are you saying?” Melissa snapped back. “Are you saying that the stuff I write isn’t good enough?”

“No, that’s not what I’m trying to say… you have a wonderful talent, but I…”

Melissa cut her off with the flick of her hand. “Whatever, I’ll show you…” she said as she typed in backstreetbook.com, which quickly brought her to the homepage. She clicked on “recent stories” and seen that her story had 59 reviews. Melissa simply glanced back at Brenda and smiled.

Brenda nodded, “Impressive… when did you post this story?”

“Last night.”

A puzzled look crossed Brenda’s face. “Last night? And you already have 59 reviews?”

“Well, that person did guarantee me a lot of reviews almost everyday.” she clicked on her review section and noticed that all the reviewers were anonymous.

“Okay, what’s with the whole anonymous thing?”

Melissa shrugged, “I don’t know, and I really don’t care. Gosh, there’s just so much stories I want to post, and I can’t imagine how much people are gonna read and review it!!”

Brenda’s eyes darted from Melissa to the computer, something was very odd about the situation but she just couldn’t place a finger on it.