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I was about to open my room while I'm doing that. I haven't told them anything but I think that they already know what happened when I open my phone and the notification pops up on my screen. And when I opened the with you that sent an anonymous Facebook friend of mine I instantly covered my mouth, because I saw that I am the only one who could see it but I guess there was someone who took the video and now it was all over the internet.

I switched on my phone, ready to dive into my gallery when out of nowhere, a notification popped up on my screen. It's from one of the social media platforms when our mutual friend posts something after a while. Selena shared a post. Curious about what it was, I decided to open it. I froze right away when I saw what was on my phone screen. "What is it?" Lily asked. I pulled out my phone, and she gasped right away. I was still in shock. Selena shared a photo with Keith on her social media. She added a caption to the photos taken tonight.

He is in deep thought that he didn’t notice he was tearing up. He was soon jolted back to his senses when he heard a notification on his phone. It's from a social media app notifying him that Tobias Moore uploaded photos to his account. “Why am I being notified?” He asks himself as he tries to fix the settings of his account. He doesn’t want to be notified of unrelated matters. Before he completely closed the social media app, he felt compelled to check the photos Toby uploaded. He clicked on the bell icon, and he was routed to Toby’s profile. There he saw that he was in the Monroe mansion having a party. As he scrolled through the images, he saw Hannah and her friends in the background.

When someone notified me on my phone, my focus was diverted away from what I was doing. A frown formed on my forehead. My curiosity is piqued because the notification sounds strange, and I find myself wondering about it. It was instantly brought to my attention, and I was taken aback by what I witnessed. There is the dating app, and it did not show up until the moment when I consider it to be the most valuable. Does it have a match? What was displayed on the screen was read by me. However, in an instant, I saw my photo which is a chibi art version of me, next a profile of a man with a Bullet picture.

but the moment the screen lit up, she screamed. "Shit!" Four thousand notifications. Four bloody thousand. Her cracked lock screen was completely obscured by notifications, from I*******m to T*****r to missed calls, text messages and even news apps all screaming for attention. The numbers kept climbing even as she watched, the phone vibrating continuously in her hand like something alive. Cassie sat up, heart pounding, and started scrolling with shaking fingers. The post was everywhere. Blogs reshared and reposted it and every major gossip site, entertainment news outlet, and society blog had something to say, some with the most unrealistic captions.

I have been passing through my assignments on phone, trying to solve and search on google to get help, when a notification appeared from hangout and Instagram. I opened my Instagram page and saw a pic she posted with one of her new friends. They looked excited and joyous. Seemed like their team won. If she posted this, means she saw my message. Whatever! I do not want to think about it. ♥......♥

While tweaking the photos, a notification from Facebook pops on the upper part of my phone’s screen. Homber Giovanni tagged you in a post. I tapped and it redirected me to his post. He changed his profile photo now and he even mentioned me with a capture emoji. I thought about commenting on his post. I find a GIF that will be perfect for this post. I saw a child doing a flying kiss and heart sign. I chose it and commented on this photo. I also reacted a heart on his post because I am the one who took it.

“Turn it off.” “I’m trying.” I grabbed the phone from the nightstand and instantly regretted it. Notifications flooded the screen so fast I physically froze. It was messages, mentions, tags and videos. “Oh fuck.” Hayden lifted his head immediately at my tone. “What?” I opened the first notification and my stomach dropped straight to hell. It was us outside the gym last night….kissing. The video had already been reposted across half the fucking camp accounts. One caption read. FINALLY HARD LAUNCHING THIS SHIT

I asked the innocent dog. I went to my phone and saw notifications coming in. I rarely use my social media but… my brows raised when I saw a lot of notifications coming in from my social media. I went to the messages and saw almost hundreds of them, and all of them are from… Peter? And the notifications from social media are from him as well? What the fuck is going on?

That's old news now. I click open my Facebook page and see thirty-seven notifications. I have a lot of friends, but even I know that's unusual. Especially since I'm only on Facebook for work purposes. Instagram is more my speed. Glancing over at the stories that are trending, my heart stops. Tiffany Wendel is says in big bold letters. Underneath, a little snippet of the story. Mack Shivel, Seagulls mid-fielder posts naked pics of alleged groupie. "Ohgod," I whisper as I click on the link. "Ohgodohgodohgodohgod." I start scrolling and sure enough, there is a picture of me, a naked picture of me that has gone viral.