Repeated Echoes

#3

"Good morning Bettie!" I turned around to see a good friend of mine, Princess waving at me with a bright smile on her face. She came running towards me and stopped completely before she bumped on me.

"Welcome to Wattpad, buddy!" She patted on my shoulder and I just nodded.

"Thanks, Princess. So mind telling me how it works?" I asked her as I looked around my surroundings.

"Easy. Think of a story and write!" She answered.

"That sounds hard. How do you do that?" I asked her again.

"Just use your imagination! Read more books! And get out to the outside world and find some inspiration!"

"Can I read yours then?" She nodded and handed me a really unique book. I read it, it was wonderfully well-written. Without realizing it, I fell in love with the book.

"This is good! But how come you got so little reads and votes?" I asked her again, but she shrugged. Suddenly there some few people came towards her, smiles on their faces.

"Princess! I love your stories! I hope you can update more!" Some of them spoke to her. She was blushing, I could tell.

"Thanks you guys! I promise that I update the story when I got the time." She replied.

Suddenly....

"UPDAAATEEEE!!!!" A screeching sound came out of nowhere, all of us turned to look at the source.

Thousands and thousands of people, screaming almost the same thing to someone.

A snobbish looking little girl, probably in between the age of 9 to 12, sitting on a polished throne while wearing her sunglasses, as if she was blinded by her own spotlight.

"Shut up guyzzz!!! Lcik mah feets n praies me moar!!! Folow me n ill follo u back!" the little girl roared like a-pain-in-the-back glam girl. My eye twitched and turned to look at Princess.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"That's just some girl that make stories like all of us do."

"Then who are those blindfolded people?!" I pointed at the sea of crowd, all of them are wearing blindfolds.

"Her followers." She answered bluntly.