Pop Art // L.P

•FOUR•

•CHELSEA•

I opened the door to my apartment, in hopes of checking up on my twitter. But, when I did, Josh was watching some show while my apartment was a mess. "What the hell, Josh?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"Sorry. Hey, you're trending. I'm a nobody, so I kinda need some attention here." Josh said. I giggled, and threw my purse at him. "So, where's my laptop?" I asked him. He shrugged, "Somewhere under that blanket, or something."

I ran over to the blanket and threw it. Luckily, I found it and I quickly logged into myt Twitter. My Twitter notifications blinked, telling me to "see what's trending by clicking here!" So, I did just that. I smiled as I saw my name in the "what's trending" section.

I clicked on the first hashtag, which was "#WhosChelseaG". I scrolled down and saw the first post that started the hashtag. It was a girl named "Serag28". I read the post to myself, smiling each time.

"Stop smiling, Chelsea. You look stupid." Josh said, throwing something at my hair. "You're stupid, Josh." I told him, clicking on the other hashtags.

"Well, you're an idiot, so." Josh said. "Well, I'm the one who's trending worldwide on Twitter!" I yelled. I saw Josh sigh in annoyance. I clicked on Liam's tweet, and smiled at it. I clicked the "retweet" button. I started composing my tweet.

ChelseaDagger21: "I am Chelsea G. #WhosChelseaG? #LiamPayneMysteryDrawing #ChelseaGLiamPayne"

I wrote. I hit send, and it was officially sent worldwide. Everyone was able to see my tweet, and I was actually happy about it. People knew who I was. I was, in fact, popular!

In a matter of minutes, it was spread around Twitter like the Measles. (Okay, bad example, I know.) I gestured Josh to where I was, and to my surprise, he actually got off his ass and came over.

"Chelsea, you're popular! Congrats!" he said. I looked over to him, and I smiled. He smiled back, and he tried hugging me. I, being a gigantic bitch, moved away, and he probably felt bad. I giggled, and showed him the massive amount of retweets my tweet got.

"Congratulations, Chelsea." he said, with a crack in his voice. I nodded, happily, blindsighted by my popularity on Twitter to see that Josh felt bad. I looked down, and typed in Josh's username on Twitter.

"Thanks." I said, clicking the follow button on his profile. He chuckled, and nodded.