Expectation Memes Novels & Stories

He didn’t just not care; he saw caring as a waste of time. But then, other messages began to pop up. Cipher: Whoa, okay. Ignore Mr. Freeze-in-a-Suit. 🥶 He's probably just hangry because Duchess Isabella III stole his tuna again. Listen, newbie, you could invite them with a meme and they'd still come. They're bored rich people! This is the most excitement they'll get all year! I believe in you! 🤖 💖Oliver ★: Yeah! And if they say no, it's their loss! We'll have an amazing party anyway! You're doing a great job, Evelyn! ★

Following that, I received an invitation from Alexis to join a group chat named "Future Unicorn Core Members" When I joined the chat, the group happened to be active, with messages flying by my screen. However, what caught my attention was that most of the messages were meme stickers of that unflattering photo of me.

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.”

me. There is hope!

The exclamation mark then transformed into an image: a thumbs-down sign, clearly conveying mockery. Underneath the image was a message: "Improve your skills before coming back. You're embarrassing yourself!"

Her fingers trembled as she scrolled. “Bro she’s INSANE” “Ethan run 😭” “Psycho girlfriend energy” “She belongs in jail wtf” Elena clicked out of that post and the next one loaded so fast. A meme this time. Her face photoshopped onto the Hulk’s body, mid-rampage. Caption: “Elena when you forget to text back.” Then another. Her face on a tiger, roaring. “Don’t mess with Elena Cruz.” Then another. Her with exaggerated muscles and a unibrow. “Roid rage Elena.”

, that was so dumb. They all looked at me confused. "When two people are in love they come together and eat meatballs, a male and a female come together and eat meatballs and then nine months later, the female pushes out the meatballs from I don't know where and then, Tada .....a baby is formed" Of all the most stupid and cringe things I've said in my life, this has to be the worse. They were all looked at me as if I had gone crazy. Martins mouthed 'WTF' at me and I gave him the ' what- did- you- expect - me - to say" look.

“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.

#BlackwoodMeltdown was number five. The videos were everywhere. Dozens of angles of my screaming, my collapse, my desperate pleas to be left alone. And the comments... God, the comments were vicious. "She's literally insane lol" "Someone needs to get this girl some serious help" "When you're so desperate for attention you fake a breakdown " "Maya Blackwood is the poster child for what happens when you give damaged girls too much attention" The memes had already started. Screenshots of my face mid-scream with captions like "When you realize you have to take responsibility for your actions" and "POV: You're not the main character anymore."

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