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21 1 10
                                    

Castor

Conversation between @Castorify and @PotatoMikey :

Castorify: Have you seen what Mikey tweeted? That little shit is giving me trust issues, anyone could literally be Mikey!

Castorify: Have you seen what Mikey tweeted? That little shit is giving me trust issues, anyone could literally be Mikey!

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PotatoMikey: it could be someone you least expected him to be, maybe it's a hint

Castorify: STOP PLAYING WITH ME, I AM ALREADY TERRIFIED ENOUGH

Castorify: I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME?

PotatoMikey: I didn't do anything~

Castorify: You are going to be the death of me, I swear

I close my phone and get up, I needed to get ready for school and charge my phone. "Agh, I just want to stay in bed and watch 5SOS interviews all day. Is that too much to ask for?" I ask, I was by myself. My mother was out at work already, she was too busy with work. I miss talking to her.

My dad, however, was gone. He left me at a very young age, my mum took good care of me. I don't remember much of him anyway.

Michael replied to me, and I swear to God, that boy. I don't like to brag, but he follows me on Twitter and kinda rarely replies to me. My heart still flutters each time he does though.

They were on the "Take Me Home Tour" with One Direction. I was going to see them when they come Australia, I also have VIP tickets to meet all of them! I couldn't be more excited.

My mum was really sweet to buy me the tickets. She has a good job, and also knows my obsession with this band. She kinda likes them too, maybe that's why.

I make 5 Seconds Of Summer projects all over social media platforms. I might be a bit tad popular in the fandom because of all the activities I make.

I put my phone down and go to the bathroom, wash my face and brush my teeth.

I put on my uniform, and look in the mirror, I had a pimple on my forehead, it wasn't in the middle, it was a bit to the left. I could just put some cream on it, so it could go at the end of the day, and a bandage on it to cover it up. I draw a little star on the bandage and stick it on that damn pimple.

I put on my shoes and get my bag to head out. School was close, so I went walking everyday. The only exercise I do really.

I put on my headphones, I stare out into the sunrise, Hesitant Alien by Gerard Way was playing. It's that day isn't it? I can feel the sass radiating from the album through my headphones.

I continue walking, my bag on my back, my phone in my hand, headphones in my ears.

We want television bodies, that we can't keep

I didn't feel like going to school, I felt like running, taking pitcures, dancing above mountains and staring into the sunset. I wasn't far from home or school. In between. I decide to skip school, I run back home.

I quickly put in my keys and open the door. Once it's opened, I check if someone is in the house (even though my mum left, I still do) I quickly close the door and run up to my room.

I empty my bag and put all the books under my bed. 'No evidence that I didn't go to school today, hell yeah' I think to myself. "Fucking morning adventures with Castor, yes!" I shout in the empty house. I grab my camera; I make a few videos, they are all just trips like this, and a few photos. I post them online too.

I put the sketch book in my bag, and all my art stuff. Camera around my neck? Check. Art shit? Check. Phone, charger box, headphones? All done.

I run back to the door, and get out. On days like these, is where my stress, turns into art, and where I really take care of myself. You always need to get out to your favourite places, even without humans in them.

I hope that mum doesn't come back home today and has extra work or something, so I could arrange the house. I want to surprise her.

I take the camera and snap a photo, I look at my phone to look at how long it will take to arrive to the mountains near the sea. '39 minutes' it read. I continue walking, enjoying the fresh morning air and the calm atmosphere.

I go on the Twitter app and tweet:

Just ditched school to go on one of my aesthetic trips, expect a v v v pretty video today.

Mikey, one of my dear internet friends, replied. We have been friends for about 2 years now.

@PotatoMikey: @Castorify I live for these videos, have fun!

I get a message, it was from Mikey.

PotatoMikey: ditched school to go on one of your aesthetic trips again?

Castorify: What can I say? 2kool4skool

PotatoMikey: I am actually going to block you.

Castorify: :( lil shite

PotatoMikey: watch yo profanity

PotatoMikey: I have nothing to do right now, can we video call while you walk and watch the sunrise together?

Castorify: okay but will you show me your face? Please?

PotatoMikey: Soon, just... not now. GOING ON SKYPE RIGHT NOW, BAI BITCH

Castorify: :(, that's fine, whatever you are comfortable with. Won't pressure you boo <3

Michael

I click on the Skype app, it informs me that Castor is online. I click join, and quickly cover the front camera.

"Did you just cover your front camera because it was on Michael and you didn't want me to scream?" she asks, I let out an uncomfotable laugh, "ha ha... yeah" I say, that shit was close.

"I am almost there. This is so cheesy, we are watching the sunset like a cheesy couple from afar." She laughs. 

"When can I meet you Mikey, you are still coming to Australia right?" She asks, "I am coming to see the concert with you, and a few other friends. So yeah. I am." I answer.

"You won't ditch me for them right?" She asks as she laughs. "Ofcourse not! I am not an asshole!" I exclaim laughing along.

Sooner or later, she will have to know.

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