Aphmau Instagram Novels & Stories

"You paused!" "It's cause I'm scared!" "Because you're scared? because you're scared huh?" Amara held her chin in deep thought, her eyes shifting. "Of course, why didn't I think of that?" The ends of her lips curved for a couple of seconds. I knew it would be the closest she ever got to truly smiling in front of me. "Even if by some chance those lovely people turn out to be dipshits and reject you, Kagami." Amara began to say. "We...I mean you can always turn to whotube."

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I took two selfies and posted it on Instagram with the hashtag #HindiSinipotNgKadate Not so soon enough, I received a call from an unknown number.

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Sienna, one of our senior mentors. When I picked up, her voice was already shaking. “Layla… have you seen it?” “Seen what?” I asked, frowning. She exhaled hard. “Go on social media. Just… check. Now.” Something in her tone made my stomach tighten. I opened the app she meant, scrolling through the trending topics. And there it was. A grainy video, less than thirty seconds long, already with thousands of comments. The caption read: Teen from ‘The Amara Initiative’ caught on camera assaulting man outside convenience store.

I wondered why they didn’t make friends with her; they could use her as their advantage to gain some attention. “Nothing. That one girl that everyone gives zero fucks about,” I said, twirling some strands of my brown locks in my finger. Pulling my phone out of my purse, I swiped the screen and clicked my Instagram before asking, “Are you on Instagram?” I pretended like I didn’t just see her Instagram feed on Amanda’s phone yesterday “Yeah, I am.” Then she brought her phone out of her bag. “What’s your username?” “@iamadevaraux.”

It’s is on fire with notifications and messages #AmaraPodcast trending number one. #FakePregnancy number two. #BabyFlipOff number three. I open the top clip. Amara’s face fills the screen, makeup heavier than usual, eyes wide and teary, sitting in a podcast studio with some bro-host who looks like he’s trying not to grin too hard.

******************************* Amora washed up, with the help of her house help, she dolled herself up smiling warmly from ear to ear, "Ma, did something good happen to you?" One of her make up artist asked while she shook her head, "No, I think I'm just ... I've finally chosen to be happy," "That's good ma because you've been gloomy for the past ten days," Amora smiled while the make up artists did a finishing touch to her face, she grabbed her phone and logged into a tiktok and went on live, "Hello guys, who missed me today?" She strolled around her room, showing off the luxuries in her space to the camera and her fans went wild over it.