Catfish

Chapter Three

Ethan's POV:

I'm not going to bore you with the details of my meet and greet and Q&A....

Okay, fine. I will.

The meet and greet lasted way longer than expected. A turnout of like 250 people. Crazy, right?

The Q&A was okay. Questions about the show, cast, friends, family, if I'm single (which I am. Hit me up, ladies), things like that. Y'know, the usual.

I decided to go on Twitter for a bit. Since I'm gonna be staying in a hotel tonight, I need some form of entertainment and frankly, my mentions can get pretty wild sometimes.

I'm scrolling through, liking a few tweets here and there about the meet and greet and that's when I saw it.

"Met this cocky son-of-a-bitch today. He's a real jackass. 10/10 do not recommend 😜" with a photo attached.

It's her. It's Emily.

I quote her tweet, "Shit, I feel bad for you. I've met him before myself. He's a total douche. Absolutely disgusted you ran into him, my condolences."

I was contemplating following her. I rarely follow fans. But then again, she isn't really a fan...I don't know. I really want to get to know her, fuck.

Then it hit me.

I get off the hotel bed and grab my laptop from its bag. I turn it on, clicking on the Google chrome icon in the task-bar. It powers up and I start typing into the search bar, "Twitter.com" It brings me to the website.

"Have an account? sign in here:
*insert username bar*
*insert password bar*"

No. That's not what I'm looking for.

"AH-HA!" I shout, clicking on the "sign up" option.

email: ekaaat29@aol.com
username:

I start thinking..username....what's a good username? Jesus Christ, how do fangirls do this.

I got one,
"cockycutkosky"

I smirk, typing it into the username bar.

password: *********

Y'all really thought I'd put the real password in here? Y'all funny.

The account loads, I go on Google searching for pre-made icons of myself considering 1. I can't edit and 2. Don't have the time to try.

I found one, it's an older picture of me with the macbook photobooth hearts edited onto my hair. Hmm, good enough. I save it to my folders. Now for a header.

This I can make. I download a black header, load a font website and add "lol ur not ethan cutkosky ♡" onto it. Perfect.

I click back over to twitter. I set the icon and header up. Follow myself, of course. I go to add a display name...shit. What should I use?

"Ahhhh, Eli. that's a good one." I add it to my account and use the same quote on my header, for my bio. I'm too lazy to care if I'm using it twice. Fuck y'all who are judging me right now. Smh.

I type my other @ into the search bar, click on the tweet I had just quoted from Emily. I retweet and like it. Damn, she's beautiful. I head over to her account and follow her.

SCORE. Her dms are open to the public. I dm her, trying not to sound like myself.

"Hey!! I'm a new Ethan account. Would you mind following me so we can talk? Congrats on meeting him, by the way. You're so lucky omg!!!😍😍❤️"

Great. Sent.

Now let's hope she replies...