15|| Popcorn that's not Corny

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Chapter 15: Popcorn that's not Corny

Friendship is like popcorn in the movie of your life.

~Starlight24

I rolled over my bed, groaning and then falling onto my soft rug. It didn't hurt much, but I still wailed like a banshee.

My hair was splattered across the floor like an odd carpet of blonde, and I could feel the area around my face pressed against the floor. I sprawled out like a dead crow and continued to groan loudly.

"Day, you are possibly the most feminine person I know," mocked Dylan, a cynical air to his words.

I cringed and hopped up, wondering what he was doing leaning into my window. "Go away, Dylan," I told him, rolled my eyes. That was my 'go2' phrase whenever I saw him peeping into my room. It was most annoying, really. It was funny how much Dylan had changed ever since he broke up with Deeds. It was like she was the only one holding him down, and without her he was a big-headed jerk. He was like a second Jase, except Jase was a bit scarier.

"You drool a lot," he informed me, and my hand sprung up to my cheek and the area around my lips, which was damp. I glanced back, only to find that my pillow had faced the same unfortunate situation with my embarrassing salivary issue.

"It's not my fault," I defended myself, rolling my eyes again. "My saliva is just addicted to my pillow for some weird reason."

Dylan chuckled. "Remind me to never sleep with you," he laughed and I internally puked at the thought.

"No chance of that happening, Mister. Keep dreaming." I drew the curtains and walked away, flopping onto my soft bed again. Notice how often I mention my bed. It is my one true love. I ship Bay (the bed and Day) so hard and no one will ever come between us.

I turned on my phone and glanced at my page. My most recent post had already gotten 2M comments and 768K likes. It was quite fun being an undercover superstar. It made you feel great.

I went to my inbox, which is something I never checked. I'd stopped checking after I got my first million followers, which was when people started spamming and it would take me a whole day to reply to everything. So when I did check, I only checked the first few.

The first message was from some random dude called Popcorned.

I clicked on it, wondering what I would find.
He'd sent me 105 messages during the last one week. Talk about being desperate.

Popcorned: Hey Starlight, why do you always end your messages with 'Tnxoxo'? I mean, when I say it out loud I'm reminded of the phrase 'Think Socks' which is what it sounds like when you say it. You should try saying it.
So anyway, my point is that I thought it may be an abbreviation for something, right? Some sort of weird thing you have with yourself?
So I shortlisted these three; tell me which one it is.
a) Think- Secrets Of Cannibalistic Kangaroos
b) Think- Social Orders Can Kill Someone
c) Think- Status Of Clumsy Koalas

I couldn't help but reread the entire thing, wondering whether he was serious. Then I burst out laughing, because he was.

As I scrolled up, I couldn't help but randomly laugh, because what he'd said was pretty ridiculous at places. Especially when he admitted he was being desperate by talking to himself.

Starlight24: Haha, whoever you are I have to say you're pretty funny! Nope, Tnxoxo is Thanks and hugs and kisses. Though I should incorporate the other three! Thanks for your feedback!

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