My name is Zenali Sanchez, I am twenty-one years old and currently a part-time, self-employed business woman. I have many jobs, but i am also well organized. My mom says I’m more than I can handle but I deny it every time. I don’t like to take anybody's advice if it’s not my own. ‘Typical Zenali.’ they say. I also like to think i’m my own gender, I don’t fit the stereotypes of any of the genders, I am my own person, a new trait, a different personality. I like to think of myself as a wall (not in a negative way) a wall of challenges that I work hard to complete, but fail before I even start.
I have a friend, his name is Pisces. He has no middle or last name he just goes by Pisces, Pisces the grey hacker. He cares of no one but himself (and me of course) and he will do whatever he can to get his way. He gets job offers from all around the world, but no one knows it’s him they ask to meet in person and try to track his account but don’t come up with any clue that it’s him. Pisces is a very introverted person. He doesn’t leave his house to go outside, or even get food he has all his groceries delivered and cooks for an hour or so just to make a meal for himself (and for me sometimes). Pisces isn’t a bad person you may think all he does is hack peoples accounts for money but he actually works as a musician and youtuber. He makes his own music and music videos and I upload them after editing them. Me and Pisces are friends like no others, like boyfriend and girlfriend but not dating, our relationship is different than the rest strange in every way.
“Pisces i’m here! What do you want for dinner? I brought a new game? Pisces!?” I heard nothing as I went in to the house, that isn’t like Pisces. When he plays video games he is the loudest person on the block, when he sleeps- what am I talking about he doesn’t sleep. “Pisces! Come on I don’t want to go in your crappy room, it’s so much of a mess on the floor that I can’t even see the floor. Pisces... “ I knock on the door, then I slowly open it to see Pisces. Stuck in gaze.
“Zenali. Who said you could enter my room?”
“I said I could enter your room. You didn’t answer me when I called you. I began to think you killed yourself.”
“I was thinking about it but then I realised, What was the point if all it was gonna do is put me in a place worse than this. By the way, be realistic. It’s me, you can call me thousands of times when i’m in my room, in the dark, you have to join my server or hack it to communicate with me or I won't answer.”
“Okay, well what do you want for dinner?”
“Let me think… How about roasted chicken wrapped in seaweed with a side of steamed vegetables with cherry sauce on top and white chocolate covered strawberries for desert?”
“You literally asked for something that requires three hours to make including the time it takes for me to get to the store and back.”
“That was the point. Which leaves me with three hours and some extra time to be alone, play my game, and listen to my music in peace. So, chop-chop! The store closes at eleven o’clock pm. It’s nine o’clock, you have three hours, Here’s a hundred dollars here you go! Bye Bye!”
I take the money and go to the store. I know that Pisces likes to be alone but I don’t trust that he won’t kill himself in the time that I give him. I feel as if he hates me sometimes when I take the time to show that I care about him, even if he throws things at me, fights with me, kicks me, slap me, punch me,(secretly I want to kill him after that but I don’t) I still stay by his side, no matter what.
Meanwhile i’m at the store, and a guy (not to assume genders or anything) darts pass me.
He stopped in his tracks.
“That’s the phrase! Too bad I didn’t use it,” he laughed and continued running (I wasn’t gonna let him have the last laugh/word) I took off my shoes and handed them to the lady beside me.
“Hold these for me please Miss,” she was a old woman but I knew she had a feeling that I was gonna chase him down and he was gonna regret ever being so rude. “Don’t worry Miss, I’m gonna catch up to him.”
While i’m running I call the police, tell them this exactly
“9-1-1 what’s your emergency?”
“Can I talk to the chief?”
“One moment please,”
“Listen to me and listen well, block off Sinbell drive and hold their positions, when I say hold their positions I mean hold. Their. Positions. Their will be a boy there with green tips, he will be in the middle of the street holding a remote, let him be. Tell them to take out their guns and aim for the “X” and wait for the boy to say “bultaoreune” then after he says it fire.”
“What will this do?”
“Trust me, it won’t harm anyone. Now do it, I have a call to make we have no time to lose!” then I hung up the phone and called Pisces. “P I S C E S!”
“That’s my name.”
“Meet me at Sinbell drive, and get the prototype. You know what to do from that point on… but wait till I tell you take your communicator.”
“I’m on my way now.”
I hang up the phone and pick up my pace. I spot the culprit, and my speed increases. I lunge towards him but he dodges my attack and steals a motorcycle. (It’s funny how he thinks I can’t catch up with him) I get back up and start running again.
“Zenali are you okay? That was a rough defeat.”
“Shut up Pisces! It’s not over yet…” Once again I catch up to the thief, I take another leap but this time I actually manage to get a hold of the guy. “Pull Over, N O W!”
“You should be careful, you’re only a girl.”
“What’s that supposed to mean!?”
“You’re more fragile…”
I was furious.
“Zenali, the police officers are beginning to arrive, what do I do?”
“Nothing. Stay put, the police know what to do it they listened.”
“Sorry little lady, you won’t catch me even with your little boyfriend by your side.”
“One, don’t assume my gender it’s rude and offensive. Second, I may be little and/or a part of the feminine gender but I can still catch you. Third, Pisces is N O T my boyfriend! We are J U S T friends nothing more nothing less.”
We became closer to our destination, I took out my axe and forced the motorcycle to turn. We hit a long but fast turn and I nearly fell.
“You won’t get rid of me that easily…” I grab a hold of his hood. We are a mile away from Pisces. I pull myself back onto the bike. He rolls off the bike attempting to leave me flying off the cliff. I jump off. “Your gonna have to try harder than that little boy.”
“Tough cookie aren't you?”
“I’d like to think so… Are you gonna run again?”
“B I N G O!” then he jumps back up and runs towards Pisces.
“Incoming Pisces, target should be there in 3… 2… 1…”