"Ms Jones, Are dozing off in class,"
Hmm, so I'm not a mobile queen, explains a lot. I close my eyes ready to go back to sleep when another shout interrupts the peaceful atmosphere.
"Jones!!!"
This sentence brought me back in to reality from my dream world and now I can make sense of the snickering of my fellow class mates along with some whispers here and there. I quickly stand up before the bald man could start screaming his lungs out on another topic.
"Sorry, Mr Philips." I say sitting back on my chair. Well, baldy doesn't shut up; but I can't pay much attention to his wordings even though, I was sure his taunts were aimed at me.
Curse you, CLWT91.
He must be dozing off in his hotel bed while I get to listen to Baldy's lecture
It's strange I talked to this guy all night long and our conversation was completely random but still couldn't get hold of his name although I did get to know a lot about this guy.
The only problem was the fact that he tried to act like Louis Tomlinson... and that he seemed too interested in talking.
And for a die hard fan like me that's good but after that "encounter" at the signing i can swear that Louis hated me.
Then again many guys and sometimes even girls pose as celebs so this guy could be one of them.
"Gotta get help from my Guru." I sighed
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"Gurl... looks like you've got an admirer" Maha commented
"No I don't. Admirers don't insult the person who they admire."
Currently me and Maha, my one and only Guru, were discussing about CLWT91 while Adam was considerate enough to pay little heed to our conversion and kept on scooping up the ice cream. Note the sarcasm
"God, it doesn't matter. If you don't wanna talk to him just block, flag, whatever him." Adam suggested
" Yeah you're right but what if.....," I trailed off
"Oh, come on. Don't tell me you actually believe what he's saying." Maha spoke," Honey, no offence but, why the hell would louis Tomlinson talk to you. Plus its not even a certified account. Anyone can be posing as him. There are hundreds of accounts on facebook, Twitter,Tumblr that claim to one of the boys, but you can't believe them.You know how it is for these celebrities."
"Yeah, but this guy seemed to know a lot about Louis, like even personal thingies. May be it is really him. What do you say, Adam?"
" Huh,what?" Great the only person who i think would side with me is too busy easy ice cream." Just do what your hearts says"
" How helpful, ya idiot"
"Thank you" He replied sarcastically, his mouth fuilled wiuth ice cream
"Ugh, forget him. Look what if some pyscopath killer is trying to kill you and this is his way of luring you into the plot," Maha TRIED to convince
"Look, I don't think so. This guy looks like the genuine Louis and the only way we can talk is on Twitter. He doesn't have any other access to me, so even if he is a killer, in a way, I'm safe, as long as i don't give away any personal information, right?"
"Fine what ever. Just pinky promise that your not going to give away any personal information"
"Fine,"
With that I interlaced my little finger with her's.
"Aaaaaaaah!" a manly screamed echoed in the comfortable silence of the house
"What the hell, Adam?" I asked
"BRAINFREEEEZE!!!!!!!!"
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General FictionJudy,normal sixteen year old, but as time goes by her normal life changes and blows up with a boom. Sadly, poor Judy was different than others making her an easy prey. Her only source of joy, well that's simple, her unknown friend on Twitter. Read f...
