Pete's POV:
This guy was... so weird? I responded to his stupid fucking message by asking what the fuck he meant...
@redgoth2002 "what the fuck are you going on about.. Vampires? Mortal? The hell kind of twilight conformist type of shit is this..?"
Once again, I noticed how quickly he was responding..? Like I was actually doing my hair and getting ready, currently using hair spray to keep it in the state I brushed it into, this guy must have no life.
Before I even responded, I went to look at his profile, he was following me already and more out of pity, I followed him back. His bio read
🦇 Mike 🦇
🦇 17 🦇
🦇 single 🦇
🦇 twilight 🦇
🦇 vampire🦇Reading this bio made me want to stab my fucking eyes out with a plastic fork and then rip open my stomach with that same plastic fork and slowly bleed to death. It was so fucking conformist and made me feel like I was going to throw up.
Before I was able to look through his posts, he messaged me again. Not even reading the message I clicked on it.
@Vampkid2001 ""Lol sry.. Sooo... wyd? :F"
@Vampkid2001 "Hello..?"This bitch was hella weird motherfucker we just met the fuck you mean "Hello?" you're lucky I haven't blocked your conformist wannabe vampire ass..
Even though I was getting infuriated, I responded
@redgoth2001 "I was doing my hair... also ur bio is hella stupid lmao."
He started typing and I just decided to ignore it and go back to stalk his account, scrolling through his images. He was pretty attractive I guess. I liked his most recent post then I put my phone in my pocket. I'll respond to him later, maybe.
I headed to the kitchen and got myself a cup of black coffee, with a lil bit of sugar in it and headed out of my trailer home. I pulled out my phone again, I weirdly had like four new texts from this Mike dude. "Jeez,,, this guy talks a lot..." I was angrily glaring down at the messages, he's starting to get on my nerves.. I ignored the messages and just turned on some music, taking out my earbuds to listen.
After walking for around twenty minutes, I arrived at the back of the school where Henritta, Firkle, and Michael were usually at, but since it was pretty early I was the first one there.