It was decided, after months of begging, Kayla Vinova would be getting her new phone. Even though she wanted an iPhone, she was happy with her new Android. She rubbed it in everyone's faces at school, texted non-stop, and was continuously using the internet feature. She was sitting outside of her house, smiling as she scrolled down Facebook pages. She had always felt a bit dark whenever she was outside. Or with her phone in general, maybe it was just her protective instinct. "Kayla, it's time for dinner," her mum said, tapping her shoulder. "Thanks!" She grinned, picking up her fork. "Stop!"