200 Reasons To Live

*Skylar Pov

I walked into the bedroom and into the fake kitchen/living room area, and looked at Vic, who sat on the couch on his phone.

"Skylar, we need to talk." Vic patted the couch next to him. I sat down next to him cautiously. Fuck. I think I've seen this in a movie once. This is when he breaks up with me. Shit fuck. He knows doesn't he. Oli should've come up with a better lie. He wasn't checking my hair for lice. Stupid Oli.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I was on twitter, and I saw that you posted tumblring around hard with Vic last night and this morning ;P. What exactly are you trying to say here?" He asked. I breathed a sigh of relief. Dear god, this was going to be interesting.

"Umm well you know what tumbring is, right? I thought you knew this lingo shit." I shrugged.

"I do, but I think you don't. Do you know what tumblr is?" He asked me.

"Umm duh another way to say sex, cause you are tumbling around in the bed." I shook my head, at Vic.

"No Skylar. You know what Facebook is right?" He asked.

"That's those email things!" I gasped.

"No still wrong. Facebook is like twitter, but for old people. Tumblr is a kinda social media site like twitter, but you follow random people, because they post funny things and stuff. It's kinda like if Twitter and iFunny were flaming homosexuals and had the most tolerant child ever. That's tumblr." He explained. I cocked my head at him. "Okay let me pull it up." He unlocked his phone and pressed an app that was blue with a giant 'T'. His phone when white, and pulled up a feed. He scrolled slowly, allowing me to read as we went along. I laughed and wanted to cry at the same time.

"What is this?" I asked, sniffling.

"This is Tumblr." Vic dramatically said.

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