Cheer Confessions Twitter Novels & Stories

She took the initiative, did everything right, and waited for my approval. But whenever I thought back to how things had been, whatever warmth I felt would fade. I left it alone. I'd raise her, and that would be enough. Between outbursts at the hospital, Renee spent her time posting online. She went out of her way to find women who were cheating on their husbands and left them all the same message. "You'll regret this". Plenty of people mocked her for it. "Sounds like you already found out the hard way." Renee smiled to herself, bitter and hollow. She had, and she'd never stop regretting it.

#SeminarBeatancySuck Leah resumed her tweet. @Leah: if you are disappointed, please go to @Evie. She’s the one who made the seminar fail, stop badmouthing us. #SeminarBeatancySuck Leah typed the tweet quickly, she felt that clarification had to be done before Beatancy's name got worse in the eyes of many people. Mia and Grace, who also continued to pay attention to the movement of Twitter, were surprised by Leah's tweets, but actually they were grateful.

They scream as if excited at every stroke of our bodies. At university, we are called “5BITCH’S”. That name is popular especially among men. Who wouldn't be interested when they heard that name? We consist of five members. Sidney Laurent, a model, second Sapphire Reichmann, a vlogger, third Sunny Adams, the queen of TikTok, fourth Skye Fridman, the queen of online games and of course me, Serena Dawson, the queen of the campus. Aside from the fact that I always want to be with my stupid ex basketball player boyfriend, dancing is really my hobby so I entered the world of cheerdancing.

He was grinning as he approached, I folded my arms. "Why did you do that? You only do video greetings." "Oh? Are you mad?" "I will be reprimanded for what you did. You should have said that on your social media accounts. On your F******k page, I* stories, or on Twitter!" I was slightly stunned by the last thing I said. Ha. "The username on your Twitter account is @sekyel, for sure there will be many viewers if you post there." He had his back to me because he was fixing the camera lenses and stand. But I noticed that he was stunned. He stopped what he was doing, stood up straight and sighed.

] My hand froze. Even breathing hurt. I kept scrolling. Next was a private group chat with his coworkers. Coworker: [Tyler, is that crazy-loyal backup girlfriend from your hometown still waiting for you to marry her? When are you gonna tell her?] Tyler sent a helpless sticker. [Soon. I'm waiting for her to put the down payment on the condo we're buying and add me to the deed. I'm not in a rush. She is.] Everyone knew. His friends. His coworkers.

I suggest and he nods. "Thanks. I guess I'm being a bit emotional, I should think about it like you said." "Good call," I say and turn back to my phone. "What are you doing, by the way?" He inquires, stretching his neck to look into my phone from his bed. "I'm just going through comments and tweets of people about the rave Chris is having on Friday. Over one thousand people are talking about it on Twitter, and the I*******m post he made about it has thousands of likes as well!"

In the end, he said nothing. The next morning, I was woken by a call from Chandler. "Ariana, check Twitter. I'm already handling it. Prepare to respond." I woke up instantly. "What happened?" His voice was low. "You and Tiffany are trending." #TiffanyLearyBreaksOffEngagement. #GreeneGroupCEONicholasGreeneCheatsWithAssistant. #NicholasGreeneHadASecretAffairWithHisAssistantForYears. #TiffanyLearyTheRealWoman.

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My voice was colored with self-righteousness when I asked, "So what if I did?" Chase nodded, holding back his smile.

David said nothing; he was clearly angry at Roslyn but he’d refused to say it. They continue to eat in silent until David opened his mouth to speak; “I want to tell you something but I worried you’ll not talk to me again.” Roslyn knitted her brow; she pondered why David said that. “Well, if ya think I’ll not speak with ya again, why bring it up?” she asked. “You can tell me anything David; only if it doesn’t have to do with you cheating on me.” she told him sincerely; David shakes his rapidly in denial. “Far from it, the last thing I’ll ever do is to cheat on my wife.” “Then what is it?” asked Roslyn good-naturedly. He shifted uncomfortably in his wheelchair and sighed. “It’s about Dave.” Ro