8 : "Omegle"

8 : "Omegle"

Omegle

8

It's been two days since that night I spent with Gage. No, I didn't tell Monique about what happened to me and her idol that night because she was already ranting about Gage's Ms. Anonymous. I think the whole world has been buzzing about his tweet since he tweeted it and I expected this to happen. It was a great idea not to follow him or make a motive for him to know my name, or else he'll know me and it will trigger his fans to hate me. It's crazy because his fans are like agents. They get the littlest detail from Gage's life.

Talk about massive devotion?

And I think it's not really my business isn't it?

I glare at my watch and it's already 3AM. I still have a class by ten and I don't know how to stay awake for that class in a while when I'm staying up late for my stupid essay. Well at least I'm almost done.

I decided to take a fifteen minute break before I edit the last paragraph that I typed in. I take a sip from my coffee and all of a sudden I thought about c