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She's my best kept secret
My internet girl
She's my one and only
And I ain't tellin' the world
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She's my best kept secret
Hooked up all night with that girl
She's my one and only, my internet girl
My internet girl.
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My internet girl
She's my one and only
And I ain't tellin' the world
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She's my best kept secret
Hooked up all night with that girl
She's my one and only, my internet girl
My internet girl.
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Good morning Ricky. How may I help you today?
"Good morning Skyvi. Umm, how about the weather for this afternoon? Mom is supposed to take me out to look for apartments."
Here's the weather for today. Why are you looking for apartments?
Glancing over the weather for the next few days, Rick wasn't that surprised when Skyvi replied back to him. She was just a regular old Siri app he had installed on his phone, but then she built up her own personality and would reply to his questions with her own questions, and she seemed to listen. Then he named her Skyvi, though she found it insulting thanks to the wanna-be app, but it just stuck. Then she started calling him Ricky and it all went downhill.
"This house just isn't what it used to be. Rayna wants it back and I'm not going to stop her. If I don't give it back to her, heck knows what she'll do to me."
I don't get why she treats you like that. She doesn't have any reason to.
"I know, I know. But I just have to keep her happy, or else I'm going to get the cops called on my ass again."
Rolling his eyes at the memory of the months before, he remember Rayna furiously screaming at him when he wouldn't do what she wanted.
Rayna was his current ex-girlfriend, but sometimes, she refused to accept that fact. After she went somewhat crazy, Rick broke up with her, and she got even worse, demanding that he give her his car, and now, his house. He managed to keep his car, even after the cops were called with their fighting and Rayna tried to convince him that it was her car that he had stolen.
Even though it was his.
Whatever.
Well she needs to stop bothering you and accept the fact that you two are broken up. She acts like you're her slave.
"Far from it, hun. Far from it."
Shaking my head, I glanced down at my phone when it began beeping eratically, tilting my head in confusion. Finally, a picture popped up on the screen I had been dreading. Skyvi instantly began speaking, her mechanical voice tinted with disgust. Once again, the personality that had developed in her system in my phone had changed even the unemotional mechanical voice.
Incoming call, your nasty ex-girlfriend Rayna.
Smirking, I regretfully pressed the answer call button, but before I could bring it up to my ear, the speaker button was activated, and Rayna's voice instantly filled the air. Skyvi had somewhat of a control over my phone, and I didn't mind when she did small things like this.
"Are you out of the house yet?"
Her voice was somewhat calm, a surprise when she talked to me, but I knew it wouldn't last long. Sighing, I opened my mouth to speak, but I was interrupted by her voice once again.
"Well?! Are you out of the damn house or not?!"
"I'm looking at apartments today, I'll be out by tomorrow."
"What the hell?! You need to be out by tonight or all your stuff is out and the cops are coming with me! Got it?!"
Instantly, my ears went red hot and I opened my mouth to yell right back, but Skyvi's voice once again replaced her voice disconnected.
"Call disconnected."
Then, the next part was almost hesitant, as if she could feel emotion, and I swear I detected some sympathy.
"Ricky... Are you alright?"
A defeated sigh escaping my lips, I got up, walking over to one of my only packed boxes and looked around the room with exhaustion at everything I still had to pack.
"Text mom and tell her to rescheduele for tomorrow."
Before he turned around and got to work, he dropped his head and added, "Oh, and, no, no I'm not fine."
"Good morning Skyvi. Umm, how about the weather for this afternoon? Mom is supposed to take me out to look for apartments."
Here's the weather for today. Why are you looking for apartments?
Glancing over the weather for the next few days, Rick wasn't that surprised when Skyvi replied back to him. She was just a regular old Siri app he had installed on his phone, but then she built up her own personality and would reply to his questions with her own questions, and she seemed to listen. Then he named her Skyvi, though she found it insulting thanks to the wanna-be app, but it just stuck. Then she started calling him Ricky and it all went downhill.
"This house just isn't what it used to be. Rayna wants it back and I'm not going to stop her. If I don't give it back to her, heck knows what she'll do to me."
I don't get why she treats you like that. She doesn't have any reason to.
"I know, I know. But I just have to keep her happy, or else I'm going to get the cops called on my ass again."
Rolling his eyes at the memory of the months before, he remember Rayna furiously screaming at him when he wouldn't do what she wanted.
Rayna was his current ex-girlfriend, but sometimes, she refused to accept that fact. After she went somewhat crazy, Rick broke up with her, and she got even worse, demanding that he give her his car, and now, his house. He managed to keep his car, even after the cops were called with their fighting and Rayna tried to convince him that it was her car that he had stolen.
Even though it was his.
Whatever.
Well she needs to stop bothering you and accept the fact that you two are broken up. She acts like you're her slave.
"Far from it, hun. Far from it."
Shaking my head, I glanced down at my phone when it began beeping eratically, tilting my head in confusion. Finally, a picture popped up on the screen I had been dreading. Skyvi instantly began speaking, her mechanical voice tinted with disgust. Once again, the personality that had developed in her system in my phone had changed even the unemotional mechanical voice.
Incoming call, your nasty ex-girlfriend Rayna.
Smirking, I regretfully pressed the answer call button, but before I could bring it up to my ear, the speaker button was activated, and Rayna's voice instantly filled the air. Skyvi had somewhat of a control over my phone, and I didn't mind when she did small things like this.
"Are you out of the house yet?"
Her voice was somewhat calm, a surprise when she talked to me, but I knew it wouldn't last long. Sighing, I opened my mouth to speak, but I was interrupted by her voice once again.
"Well?! Are you out of the damn house or not?!"
"I'm looking at apartments today, I'll be out by tomorrow."
"What the hell?! You need to be out by tonight or all your stuff is out and the cops are coming with me! Got it?!"
Instantly, my ears went red hot and I opened my mouth to yell right back, but Skyvi's voice once again replaced her voice disconnected.
"Call disconnected."
Then, the next part was almost hesitant, as if she could feel emotion, and I swear I detected some sympathy.
"Ricky... Are you alright?"
A defeated sigh escaping my lips, I got up, walking over to one of my only packed boxes and looked around the room with exhaustion at everything I still had to pack.
"Text mom and tell her to rescheduele for tomorrow."
Before he turned around and got to work, he dropped his head and added, "Oh, and, no, no I'm not fine."
My Internet Girl (c) Aaron Carter