catfish // mgc

☼ f o u r ☼

I stared at my phone screen; well, at Twitter if you wanna be specific. I debated on whether or not I should message Michael first, which was causing a huge knot to form in my stomach. I had just gotten off work, it being my first day at the bakery since I got accepted into the fam two days ago. I really wanted to talk to Michael, but I also wanted some coffee and to get out of my uncomfortable work uniform. So, I made my way to the café down the street and slipped into the bathroom. I dropped my pack onto the floor and stared at myself in the mirror.

I had slight bags under my blue-green eyes, which you could barely see thanks to my glasses. I wore light makeup; just a little bit of concealer here and there, a little flick of eyeliner for a wing and some mascara. My face was sprinkled with light freckles and my lips were chapped. I raised an eyebrow, noting to possibly get some self-tanner in the future, as it looked like my skin was basically 2% milk.

I sighed and began stripping the ugly purple collared shirt off of my body. I cringed and tried to ignore the sight of my rolls and stretch marks on my stomach in the mirror as I pulled my khaki pants off and dug in my bag, pulling out a simple black skirt, along with a simple Metallica shirt that was a size too big. I yanked my hair out of its pony tail as I slipped out of my loafers and into my sandals. I ruffled my hair and shoved my work uniform into my bag, zipping it and slinging it onto my back.

I was a walking definition of stressed, depressed, but well dressed.

Once I got my warm coffee, I made my way to the park with Nirvana blasting in my ears. I sat down on a bench, humming the familiar tune of "Heart Shaped Box" as I contently sipped my coffee. I crossed my legs, careful not to let my lady parts free to the world, and scrolled down my Tumblr. One picture made me stop and laugh loudly, causing an old lady to turn my way and give me a weird look. It was a screenshot of a "find hot singles in your area!" ad, but someone had photo shopped slices of pizza onto the picture. I saved the picture to my phone, then thought that Michael might think it's funny as well.

(3:54 PM) maebae96: [insert image ^above^]

(3:54 PM) maebae96: saw that on tumblr and it reminded me of u

I smirked to myself, knowing his love for pizza. I locked my phone after waiting for a reply for a few minutes, figuring he was probably busy with the boys. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, breathing deeply. After a few minutes of relaxing, my phone vibrated in my lap.

(4:11 PM) Michael5SOS: oh my god

(4:11 PM) Michael5SOS: that is the greatest thing I think I've ever seen, thank you

(4:12 PM) maebae96: you're welcome 😎 [sunglasses emoji]

Michael then proceed to kill me.

No, like, he seriously about gave me a heart attack guys.

I shit you not, he screenshotted our conversation we just had, then posted the picture with the caption "we just met yet she already knows me so well". Then tagged me in the picture.

It took everything in me not to freaking screech in the middle of the park.

My follower count had skyrocketed since Michael first talked to me, it going from a puny 46 followers to 217 in just two days. And it only kept going up.

(4:17 PM) Michael5SOS: do you have a snapchat?

I froze (not that I was moving much anyway but still), panic and insecurity setting in. I wasn't sure if I was ready for Michael to know what I looked like yet.

(4:19 PM) maebae96: depends who's asking

(4:19 PM) Michael5SOS: me I think

I swallow the lump in my throat as I tried to push away my anxiety. I didn't have to send him pictures of my face, so maybe giving him my Snapchat wouldn't be that bad.

(4:20 PM) Michael5SOS: 420 BLAZE IT AMIRITE LADIES

(4:21 PM) maebae96: you're an idiot

(4:21 PM) maebae96: my sc is the same as my username on here

(4:23 PM) Michael5SOS: y'know, in the time that it took you to type all that, you could have just said "maebae96" and saved a lot of energy

A second later I got a request from "michaelwantsanotherslice" to be friends on Snapchat, then received a snap a second later. I snorted at his name, opening his snap.

"Hey maebae96!" Michael shouted into my ears, making me jump and turn my volume down. Of course he would send a video. "I'm just going to call you Mae, cause I'm assuming that's your name and maebae96 is too long to say." He grinned. "I'm in my man cave right now watching Mean Girls with Luke, say hi Luke!"

"Hi Luke," Luke mumbled, too engrossed in the movie. I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"Well anyway there's only likefoursecondsleftohmyg-" And the video cut off.

I shook my head and chuckled again, double tapping on his name. I took a picture of the park, then clicked on the picture and typed "omg muke af", then took another picture and typed "and yes, you can call me Mae".

A minute later another video came in.

"Why won't you show me your face?" He pouted, repeatedly bringing his phone close to his face, then far away, then back to his face. "I don't want to creep on little kids at the park like you do." He stifled a laugh and I heard Luke shout "burn!" somewhere in the background, right before the video ended. But another one came in. Michael was super close to the camera, so that only one of his eyes and his eyebrow (and eyebrow piercing) was showing.

"And yes muke af," he whispered.

I couldn't help but laugh hysterically.

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(a/n)

ok i don't actually know if you can have a snapchat name as long as "michaelwantsanotherslice" but i thought it was funny so just go with it

does anyone ever shave their legs and later on find out you missed a spot and you're just like *flips table like the hulk* bc that is 100% me right now

but anYWAY HERE'S A NICE LONG SOMEWHAT INTERESTING CHAPTER FOR YA

and in this chapter you can get a hint of how mae looks and feels about her appearance (briefly).

and also a funny picture that i actually did find on tumblr and thought of mikey when i saw it tbh

peace chicken grease nipples

don't be a silent reader bitch ❤️

Ps Mae is still not Coll oh my god