Five Thirty

When the unfamiliar ping of a new message pops up while Ian Bick is writing a History report on Emily Dickenson, he doesn't recognize the name. He has a few friends who know his IM name, and usually is blocked from anyone who doesn't friend him first. He makes the acquaintance of a rather witty and sarcastic person, someone nearly on the completely others side of the country. They aren't exactly the type to give away information, especially anything regarding gender, looks, area (other than New York), or how they found him. All Ian knows is they're 16, a year younger than him, and that they can hack into nearly everything on his computer. Aggravating at first, but Ian is secretly happy for the sudden problem.

After all, hasn't everyone wished for a mysterious friend who only ever wants to talk to them?