Bleach Funny Memes Novels & Stories

, I stood up and ran to my locker and took out my bottle from my bag. I ran towards him, but it slipped my mind, how my books were scattered on the floor. I stepped on my book and very smoothly went downpouring all the water on my poor victim. Now Caleb was not only groaning in pain but was also drenched in ice-cold water from head to toe. People around us were now not able to control their laughter. I could see a dozen of phones recording another embarrassing moment of mine. Well, welcome back to becoming the queen of memes Haley! My eyes landed back on Caleb who was now giving me a look of disbelief combined with anger.

Adele~ Arriving at Sapphire Bistro, the first thing I was given wasn't the hug I expected, but a free trip to Trendle. Reading the brutal comments, I didn't know whether to join in the laughter or cry. It was common knowledge that Trendle had the most destructive, savage, unforgiving humor online. If you trended there, it was either because you’d done something extraordinary or embarrassingly tragic. Unfortunately for Ryan, it was both. I scrolled, blinking back a mix of disbelief and amusement as meme after meme filled my screen. One had Ryan’s face edited onto a mop with the caption: “When your ex sweeps the industry while you sweep floors.”

A message bubble lit up under his name, cheerful and oblivious. Just another one of his dry, stupid jokes—something about his dinner being so terrible he was convinced the restaurant was trying to assassinate him with undercooked chicken. He'd probably attached one of those ridiculous GIFs he was always finding, something animated and silly that was meant to make me laugh.

Lance asked, following me down to the hospital as we spoke. “It’s not something that you will understand if I explain with words,” I said nervously. The image of his drawer flashed in my head again and my smile got brighter. “Try me,” he insisted. “Okay, he poured bleach on his mate’s clothes. Trying to fix his mess and entire problem he went online to look for a solution and he saw where they asked him to use soda. Then he poured soda all over his drawer,” I said it all in one breath. Lance took a second to comprehend but then he said, “What?!”

And then he went his separate ways. Turned out I didn’t flunk the test. Maybe by sleeping on the book, some of the knowledge seeped into my subconscious. I was in much better spirits when I went to the cafeteria to get lunch. But that soon soured when I saw how everyone was staring at me and giggling behind their hands. I hate social media. There was a meme of me slapping Neil that was trending on the internet. It was actually pretty funny. Not that I was laughing. Neil and his three buddies thought it was hilarious. Well, they were popular guys so I guess it didn’t matter to them.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.