Picture Day Meme Novels & Stories

I downloaded the photo and hid it in a folder on my phone, then deleted the text. In the photo, I was clearly in one of the bathrooms at school. The puke green tiles were on the wall behind me with a clear view of the industrial-style sink. If one of the deans or principal saw this picture, I'd be suspended, maybe even expelled from school. The photo was a close up of my face and chest, covered in a thick liquid. I was on my knees. They say a picture says a thousand words. I could think of one hundred of those words right off the top of my head. Stupid.

I glanced down. Craig 🩶 I froze for a moment. A simple notification, a tiny rectangle on a screen, and suddenly the room felt warmer, quieter, even though the crew and my manager were still right there. I opened it. Craig Hey, T. I just saw this meme and thought of you… A picture of a cat laying on his back tongue out done with life. The corners of my mouth lifted on their own. An effortless smile spread across my face, the kind I didn’t have to think about the cameras on me, the fans reaction or the pressure of always being perfect.

One held up a memory card. “I still haven’t posted my camp photo dump.” “Just upload it,” the other replied. “People love behind-the-scenes pictures.” “I honestly don’t even remember what’s on here.” “You’ll find out when everyone else does.” They laughed and went back to scrolling. I barely noticed the conversation as I walked past. By Wednesday, I would wish I had.

For a moment, everything felt… peaceful. I pulled out my phone and snapped a few pictures of the view. Then another. Then a selfie. Lucien turned to me with that faint smirk. “Do you ever stop taking pictures?” I stuck my tongue out at him. “Nope.” He raised a brow. “You’d rather waste time snapping photos than just… enjoy the view?” “What do you mean waste time? You’re so boring!” “Boring? Because I don’t take photos of everything?” “Yes! Our brains are not memory cards, Lucien. They forget things, especially good moments. Sometimes they only remember the bad ones, so pictures help.”

I reply M - correction, your fiancé not boyfriend. I send 3 laughing emojis. You miss me??? I send again. M - Always, send me a picture. What kind of picture?? I reply back. Like this? I send again now attached with a selfie of my face smiling at the camera. M - fuck!!!! How did I get so lucky?? Almost moaned out loud from seeing your beautiful face. That makes smile and giggle, God I love this man. I send another selfie but now showcasing my breasts in the sexy black lingerie I’m wearing.

He said and cleared his throat. He kept staring at his picture until a thought hits him. He quickly brought out his wallet and slides a picture out. The picture was monochromeblack and white and looks old. "It can't be." Mr. Gomez said staring at the picture. It was a Teen Boy and Sharon with their hands around each others neck smiling. They were dressed as High School Students. "My eyes are playing tAidens on me... Or maybe it's because the picture is monochrome." Mr. Gomez said and showed Mrs. Kim the picture.

This is what love does to someone like me it destroys me from the inside out. Timothy's black sports car sits in the circular driveway, and I wonder if Madison is inside with him right now. Probably planning their future together while laughing about the pathetic Omega who thought she had a chance. My phone buzzes with another notification. Someone has created a meme using a screenshot from the video my face photoshopped onto a picture of a homeless dog peering through a restaurant window. The caption reads: "When you're an Omega but think you deserve Alpha attention." The comments are even worse:

That could have been me. I posted a quote with an attached photo of my cute cat, Lara. aiden_cole Why do people change? My phone received a series of notifications, and I read through some comments on my post. As expected, my crazy friends were up to no good! kee_nan: yeah, why? its_gette: who? Do you have a problem?

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yeah, that fits better. I followed a few meme pages for daily entertainment, and laughed at those memes until a notification popped up on my phone screen. *Rishi sent you a friend request.*