You Freakin' OC

Chapter 5: Lil' bro

The Flinwood brothers talked as I scrolled through twitter in my phone. River's name kept on popping in one of the tweets I passed making me groan and roll my eyes at that. I felt River lean in on me to see what I was doing, my side of the couch dips more.

"You should look at my twitter account. It has thousands of followers." God he is cocky. I turned to River and pushed him lightly.

"No thank you, I'm good with not seeing the hell hole." I gave a smug look at him. He scoffed and suddenly snatches my phone out of my grasp. I frowned and tried to grab my phone. He stretched his arms and typed on the search bar, the phone out of my reach.

As we fought for the phone, I felt a small tap on my back. I turned and saw Zeke with a sheepish smile "H-hey, can I play with your play station?" a blush came to his face.

I chuckled and gave him a nod, still trying to grab my phone from River "Sure, kid. Make yourself at home." I grinned as he nods and dashes to the play station with a faint 'thank you' as his brown hair bounces up and down when he moved animatedly. I proceeded to try and grab my phone as he chuckles.

"There is no way you're going to reach it with your short arms, short stack." I rolled my eyes and smacked his arm "I am not that short! There are people who are shorter than me."

He suddenly gave me my phone as I exhaled in relief. I looked at the screen and saw River's face. I grimaced and looked at his profile. Suddenly, my jaw drops. It wasn't thousands, it's a million!

"Wow, 1.9 million followers?" My eyes grew wide as I look up at him, he nodded and placed out his finger to scroll down on my phone "Pretty cool, right?" He smirked.

I have to admit that is cool but, I wont say it in front of his face. I scoffed and scrolled down, grabbing my cool drink from the floor placing it on the coffee table "In your dreams OC." His feed was cool. Some famous people even tagged him in their tweets. Famous DJs in Youtube talked about him like he was some god. I scrolled up to his bio and scanned it. The thing that caught my eye was his other social medias.

"You have Instagram?" I cocked a brow. He nodded and pulled out his phone "Yup, I have more followers there than in twitter." He tapped on the app and went to his profile. He showed it to me as I leaned in, not realizing at first that our shoulders and knees were touching.

My eyes suddenly shot up to the followers count and my jaw dropped "3.8 million. Are you even an ordinary person?" I almost dropped my phone when I grabbed his. He laughs and nods, grabbing my drink and took a sip "Yeah, I do music." He shrugs and leans back.

I saw his videos, and clicked on one. He had a red turn table and a laptop at the side, he was on the bed bouncing around to the beat he just made while playing with the launchpad and turn table "I'm more on instruments than computer-ish stuff." I said as I scrolled down more, and saw him in an elf costume as he played with his launchpad for Christmas. The costume looked silly but he made it work. Green hat and the big ears he wore with the green costume and Christmas lights in the background. I laughed loudly at it and slapped my knee several times.

"You're such a dweeb." His ears turn red as he fixed his shades. I cocked a brow at him and placed down the phone "Why do you wear shades all the time?" He turned stiff as I gave him the question.

"It's classified." His tone turned cold as he turns away. I felt irritated yet scared at his action and just shrugged it off. I looked up at the TV and saw Zeke playing COD by himself, he was doing a pretty good job, though. We went silent for a bit, the only thing that can be heard at the moment was the gun shooting in the game and the clock ticking. I pursed my lips and grabbed my drink, taking a quick sip before placing it down.