Novel & Cerita I Dont Want To Be Popular

I never experienced eating outside because I didn't have any friends back then. I also tried to avoid anything that will anger my parents because they don’t want to see me with someone else even though they are just my friends, they want me to just focus on my studies and to be on top of my class. I don’t even experience going on a vacation with my classmates or going on a field trip with them, how ironic that I do my best for my parents to be proud of me but they still didn't see me as a person, they just see me as someone who will give them accomplishments and medals. Someone who will make their family name well known for having achievements.

I heaved a sigh, I don’t think that is a good idea because I am not really a party animal. And I don’t really know how to dance so I am sure that I will just not enjoy there plus the dancefloor is really crowded. Because there are a lot of people dancing and they are all wild and I don’t really want to go to crowded places. Because I am not that a sociable person and I don’t really want to get close to people that I don't really know. “Ahm, just go to the dance floor girls and I will just stay here and wait for you. So have some fun and enjoy it there okay?” I simply said to them

"I don't think I'm going to keep it." "Keep what?" He sat up in his seat placing his hands on both sides of her waist to enclose her in his space. "The followers, the account. I don't think I want to play the game of fame, especially not like that." "Are you really sure about it?" Andre asked and she nodded to answer. "I finally had some peace in my life I don't want to spoil it with unwanted attentions. Social media is a poison too." Andre nodded in support of what she said.

I prefer to be alone; to be avoided. I'm not an introvert and even more so not an extrovert. Why I want to be alone, walk around like there's no one else around with a cold expression on my face, and carry the nickname "cold snobbish-weirdo" given by others for the almost three years I've been here is because that's what I want, as simple as that.

Dominique shrugs casually. “You know you don’t look like a guy who doesn't like parties, right? You look like a guy who’s always storming every party every weekend with a new girl in his arms. He’s friends with everybody and everyone likes him.” “I don’t think people liked me in college. The thing with being popular is that it brings enemies and problems. Especially when you didn’t care about fucking their girlfriends or sisters. I didn’t have friends, just people I hung out with and I shut them out of my personal life. Oliver was the only friend I had and that was because we’ve been friends since we were kids and we were in the same basketball team.”

Len says, gaining my attention once again. “How would I be able to do that?” I ask confused. I am not a teacher, and I don’t really want to teach teenagers how to act and behave, especially when I know very little about their world. “You run this empire, just let them see that.” “And if they don’t want to know?” I ask. More likely that they are not going to want to be told what to do by someone younger than them, especially if that person is a girl. “Then you can tell me, and we will leave them to their own devices. But I am hoping that you will give them the shove they need to finally step up and become the men they should be rather than the children they are.”

"That's right, Seb. Next time you're unsure about something, check with Ms. Campbell first. If that's not possible, you can always ask me." At that, Beatrice nodded approvingly and added, "Zachary is wholly devoted to the company. He knows its affairs better than anyone." Then, she glared at me again. "Unlike you! What do you ever do besides always being jealous? Can't you learn from Zachary?" What was I supposed to learn from him? How to meddle in someone else's relationship? Or how to steal credit and sabotage others? I snorted, but didn't bother pointing it out.

"But I need a chance to show her who I really am. If she's still not interested after getting to know me, I will back off completely you have my word." April stays silent, still staring at the photos. Her fingers tremble slightly against the screen, I can practically see the war raging inside her survival battling morality. "I would never have to worry about rent again," she murmurs, more to herself than to me. "I could focus on my classes and graduate without debt." "Exactly, you could actually enjoy your college experience instead of drowning in it." I offer a small, understanding smile as I pocket my phone. "What if she hates me forever?" April's eyes search mine desperately. "She already

Liam, who had appeared beside them at some point, said with a hardened expression, “She is finally popular like she wanted.” Using my popularity, Liam thought to himself. His jaw clenched, his face darkening. “Campus After Dark doesn't make someone popular,” Julia said. “It ruins a person's reputation.” Liam wasn't the type to get involved in gossip, so he didn't know what platform Campus After Dark was. His expression relaxed, and a wicked smirk curved up his lips. “She wanted to be popular. She should be able to accept what comes with it.”

“Don’t you have better things to do?” “Hmm… no.” “No friends to visit?” “I don’t have friends.” “That’s pathetic.” “I know. Thank you for pointing that out.” “You have a really sad social life.” That causes him to snort as he puts his phone aside. “You say that, like you have tons of friends.” “Unlike you, I do. I’m popular at school for a reason.” “But they aren’t really your friends, are they? Not when they don’t know the real you. They’re only idolizing the fake persona you’ve created.”