" @prettymuch i'm just stating facts. BTW, I just realized that everytime I'm thinking of buying something (clothing) I always ask myself "Would Brandon or Edwin like this?" lmao they really do influence in my style."
I locked my phone and tried to see where AJ was from my seat. When I found him he was talking to two guys, with a shoe box.
Rarely, my phone started blowing up, notifications wouldn't stop appearing on my lockscreen.
-What the hell?
I opened Instagram, and a lot of my internet friends were congratulating me.
I opened the edit, scrolled through the comments and found who seemed to be BRANDON ARREAGA.
@brandonarreaga "Then you gotta have a great fashion sense. 😌"
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.
I literally started crying, I could feel my face turning red, my tears dripping, and my hands and legs shaking. He had liked my pic, read the description and commented in the post.
Someone touched my shoulder. And I freacked out.
-What happened? Are you okay?-AJ asked, worried.
-Brandon commented my picture.-I hugged him.
-Did he say something bad?
-What? No!
-Wait, who is this Brandon guy?-I finished huggig him.
-He is a PRETTYMUCH member.-My voice was shaking.
-No way! The Would You Mind guys?-I nodded.-The No more guys?-I nodded again, excited, he knew who they were?-The guys of the Ian Eastwood choreo? -He was starting to get excited, so I was kinda confused. -That is huge Vee!-He hugged me again.
-How do you know them?
-I dance, and I used to watch Matt Steffanina videos. So I've been liking them since then. They are dope.
-That's so cool.
-What's cool is that Brandon commented your post! What did he say?
-I basically said that Edwin and him really influenced in the way I dress and he said that I had to have a really god fashion sense.
