Claudia's POV
I was walking home, looking like a hobo, well, I already looked like one, the moment I stepped out of the house looking like this. But now I'm more of a hobo! But I think hobos look comfy in their clothing. Wait? Are they hobos or like hipsters? I'll never know.
I kept kicking a pebble on the sidewalk, remembering what just happened. Wow. No one has ever defended me like that. It gave me a warm fuzzy feeling inside. You know that feeling when you take your socks off after a long day? And your toes feel so alive and stuff, I can imagine them going on like "You have no mercy! Let us breathe, Woman!" But yeah, even better than that. It all happened in slo-mo. Cliché, I know but damn it was awesome!
I finally reached my house and Cas was comfy on the couch, eating cheetos. Wait, hold up, those are my cheetos!
"Casimir John Wylls! What do you think you're doing!" I yelled
I snatched them out of his hands and hugged my dear, half eaten cheetos close to my chest, out of his grasp. Well, you're probably thinking, "What's up with her? It's just a bag of cheetos!"
Well, when you love something, never hold back.
But what the hell, I just love me some cheetos.
Casimir just laughed and waved it off.
"Chill! First, you look like a hobo and now you're acting like one. Can I go on eBay and look up for a normal sister?" He said amusement twinkling in his eyes.
I mock-pouted at his statement .hurtful.
"First of all, I like to dress in comfort, thank you very much, and second of all, you shouldn't judge hobos that way because they might not be what you thought they'd be," I expressed
"Lastly, go get one, get yourself a new sister because I already ordered a new brother weeks ago, here's some cash, kiddo," I smirked
My dear brother walked out of the room half laughing, half shaking his head.
"By the way, Cas, what do bees use for transporatation when they're too tired to fly?"
"I don't think it'd be possible for them to get too tired to fly, Clauds," he said
"Did you graduate from killjoke university or something? Just go with the flow, Cas!" I said, laughing
"Fine, what?" he rolled his eyes
"The buzzzz," I said while laughing at my own joke
"Ha, ha. So funny, I can't breathe," Casimir said robotically
He walked away with a poker face.
"Please! We both know it was funny, Cas!" I yelled out to his retreating figure
"Not funnier than your face," he said in all seriousness
It was my turn to do a poker face.
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I turned my macBook on and looked up Daniel Chase and there he was.
I found his twitter account, wow. He is barely online and if he tweets once in a while and it's usually one word. Weird. He has 107.6k followers and only follows 10 people. Basketball players, celebrities and whatnot.
Daniel Chase
@danielchase
16.Basketball.Music \m/
So I just looked at his photos and surprisingly, there was close to none but each photo had more than a thousand retweets and favorites, God! Mine barely has 3 in a year! My MacBook started to lag and I began clicking randomly on the screen multiple times and I quickly exited.
I plopped on my bed like a starfish, what happened earlier was on repeat in my head.
when my iPhone screen began lighting up frantically like it was doing the harlem shake.
Oh, twitter notifications.
"@*********: WHO THE HELL IS SHE?! #SheIsANobody!!"
"@*****: ew!! your ugly!!!yuck!!!! #SheISANobody #FindHer!"
"@**********: I will find you and I will kill you, mystery girl #SheIsANobody"
Wow, I wonder who the poor girl is? Out of curiousity I clicked on the trending list
Worldwide Trends . Change
#SheISANobody
#FindHer
mystery girl
Daniel Chase
#WhoIsThatBitch
#FollowMeDaniel
#WhyHer
WTF
Found Her
#WorldWar3
I was stunned by the viciousness of these girls. But I just waved it off. I notice that I had notifications so I clicked them with excitement! did one of my favorite authors reply?
"@*****:@ClaudiaWylls Who da fck r u? #SheIsANobody #FoundHer"
"@*********: your not even pritty! ill snap youre neck!!!!! #EW #SupaUglyy"
"@*****: Hello! Just wanted to say that I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I began to sweat profusely as I scrolled down to more tweets that were similar to the first 50. I gulped and I slowly scrolled down to my interactions before that hate tweets.
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Daniel Chase followed you
I'm going to go and plan my own funeral now.
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Edited: 01.18.15
invisibilityink
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