I peer at the bright screen of my phone. I've been on Blaise's Instagram account for 10 minutes contemplating whether or not I should message him or not after finding out that's he's basically internet famous.
he had 1.2 million followers. on just Instagram. I didn't want to give myself a heart attack by going to check out the other socials he had linked in his bio. I scrolled through his page and highlights. He had four posts, my favorite was the one with him holding a birthday cake while what looks to be his grandmother blowing out a candle.
I was also in shock at how attractive he was. Usually when I meet people online they aren't the best looking but he was stunning. Dark brown eyes, full lips, and a large nose. I took notice of the little freckles that dotted his cheeks and his light brown hair. He looks like a model. He lived in L.A. which was pretty far away from me. I mean, I'm all the way in Georgia.
I wonder if he had went to my Instagram or not. It was already 3 P.M. because I had slept through the day. I look through my notifications and DMs to see if there was anyone new. Besides the weirdo men and some sweet girls leaving nice comments I didn't see anything from the person I was hoping to.
Maybe he saw my page and decided against talking to me?
I have a pretty unconventional style. I also only had 6.1K followers and that was measly compared to the thousands he had. Characteristically most of my clothing is pink and simple. I valued comfort over style usually considering I had nowhere to be. I did put a lot of effort into my makeup and accessories though.
I was overthinking this. I sigh and lift myself up from my comfortable bed. I slip my feet into the bunny slippers to protect my feet from the cold hardwood.
It was time I showered and got ready. Closing the bathroom door behind me I inspected my face in the mirror. I had big lips with my top one darker than the bottom. My skin was brown and clear considering I had spent a lot of money investing in skincare. While I was still in public school my acne was my biggest insecurity. I felt like everyone was looking at the craters on my face and it amplified my disdain for being in public. It had become an obsession of mine to try and fix it.
Sighing again I turned on the shower and played some mellow music while I took my time getting clean. Even if things didn't work out with making friends with Blaise that was okay, it seems like it would be challenging to be friends with someone so busy and famous anyways.
Once I'm done with my shower and body care routine I wrap my fluffy towel around myself and walk back into my room. I change into some small black shorts and a cropped pink top that had princess bedazzled at the front of it. I was feeling bored so to keep myself occupied I decided I'd post on Instagram or tiktok today.
Sorting through my vanity I began doing my makeup. I carved my brows and did my base. I was feeling a little bold today so I did a larger wing and some cat eye lashes. I added some blush to my cheeks and a little on the tip of my nose. I applied a brown lip liner to my lips and used a dark purple lip gloss. To finish it off I added a pretty glittery highlighter.
Bubblegum by clairo played out of my speaker and I sang along softly to the words. Once I was done getting ready I went over to my bed. My bed was perfect, I had some plain baby pink covers and blankets messily spread on it. I have never been the type to dress it when I get out of it. Lots of stuffed animals and soft toys were amidst the chaos. I turn off my big light and turn on the led lamp I have to a pinkish color. I go to the center of my bed and spread the rest of cute plushies around me to make it look better. Once I'm comfortable and in a cute position to take my photos I begin snapping away.
Thirty minutes have passed and after all of my activities of today its 6:37 P.M. and I'm spent. I barely did much but it feels like the day went by so fast. Closing out of photos I go to Instagram and post the ones I think I look best in. Posting on Instagram was always nerve wracking but I needed an outlet so I could feel a little bit normal.
I'm bored again so I just lay back down in my bed and ponder on what to do, I could go live or play some video games. My heart decides on going live so I do just that.
Now Live:
I wait a few for some people to join and try and move my camera to a flattering angle. I see there's now 30 people in here so I start chatting.
"Hey ya'll." I smile and greet them. A few people say hi back to me and I make some idle conversation. Some sweet girls compliment me on my appearance and I bashfully thank them. The live is now at 103 viewers.
"Would you guys want to see me do something? I can show ya'll this new game I'm playing or some art I'm working on." I get out of my bed and walk towards my desk whilst not looking at my phone. I hear a few notifications go off and ignore it. Once I'm seated I place the phone on a stand so everyone gets a clear view of me.
"I've also been working on my Pinterest, its public by the way. If you wanna see it its the same username as my Instagram." I announce. I finally look at my screen and see that the number jumped from 103 to nearing 1k. I let out a gasp.
"Woah! why are there so many people on here." I hear my voice shake slightly and I look at myself to make sure there's nothing weird going on with my appearance. The most I ever usually get in a live is 200 so this was kind of crazy for me.
I read through the chat and see mentions of Blaise. I clear my throat before speaking again.
"Blaise is in my live?" I read out. I feel my face grow a little warm. Cheesing I look up at the camera and speak "Hey, Blaise." I wave a little. I look back into the chat and see he wrote something.
"Hey pretty, check your DMs :)"
I feel my stomach turn a little bit. The viewers just keep increasing and I'm trying my hardest to keep calm.
Kaelyn112: BROOOO!! HE CALLED HER PRETTY DID YALL SEE
UmpireL: what the heck is going on
PrettylikeKris: Why is my man in this girls live...
QQanglbby: BLAIOSE? WATTT
I end the live abruptly.
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