Hes a Hacker (Eckardt Wilken x Greg Owens) -Onderwerêld

(Gotta satisfy the ladies before prelims, feeding my babygirls so that they pass😔)

Eckardt POV:

As jy wraak wil neem, moet jy twee grafte grawwe

"I'll meet you guys outside, I quickly have to do something"

Greg raised his eyebrow at me. I can tell he knows I'm lying. Yet, they left.

I quickly grabbed my laptop and walked through the hallways of the house. His dad's room has to be here somewhere. It has information.
I need information.

I went to the first room that I assumed was his dad's. Holy fuck was I wrong.

"Eckardt! Come here!"
Nicole was in her room, she had her navy blue swimming costume on. I almost gagged.
She was currently tying her hair up in a bun. I noticed most girls do this, I still have no idea why.
I don't care enough to know though. It's not like I'm interested in having a girlfriend.

"I'm sort of busy Nicole", I just needed an excuse to get away.

"It wont take long! I just wanted your help with something."

This girl is getting on my last nerve. I sighed and walked into her room.
"What do you need."

She turned around, her back facing towards me.
"I need your help tightening my bikini top. I can't reach"

"Can't your boyfriend help you?"

She huffed and crossed her arms. Do men find this behaviour attractive? She looks like a massive toddler. I wonder if she flies like one too. I hate toddlers.

"I didn't want Greg to help me, that's why you're here"
She walked closer to me, what is she trying to do?

"Yeah well I have shit to do Nicole. If you need help that bad, go ask Candy."

I walked backwards towards her door. She grabbed my wrist, this woman is on drugs I swear.

I looked out her door.
Shit.

Greg was looking at us from the kitchen.

I ripped my arm out of her grip and quickly walked away. As much as I wanted to go explain to Greg what just happened - if I even know what just happened - I had to find Chris Owen's room.

It didn't take long. It was the only other room that wasn't being used. There was a mini office within his room. I quickly ran to his desk which consisted of a small laptop accompanied by a desktop monitor. I opened his laptop and plugged it into mine.
Passwords aren't really an obstacle when you're the master of hacking. Once I unlocked his laptop, I went to his one drive. Within his locked personal vault (which I once again had no problem with) I found a folder called Project Nursery Rhyme. I knew exactly what it contained. I copied it to my USB stick, along with other folders within the vault. Some of them were things I never heard of before. Some I recognised, like the PlusUltraMed.

I unplugged the USB stick and opened google chrome.
Safair flights.
I had to get out of here as soon as possible before shit goes down.
Do I feel bad about leaving Greg? Of course. That boy altered my brain chemistry in ways I never knew was possible. Of course it's not his fault either, I doubt he even knows about what's about to happen.
However, someone has to do something about it.

I quickly left Chris' room and put the USB stick inside my bag. I got changed, grabbed a towel and went outside.
Everyone was already in the pool. I could only assume Nicole was the one playing the shit music.