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'Check dms in your fan account, miss popularity' I chuckled. I opened my messages with Hannah in my fan account and she sent me a ton of tweets. There was also a screen shot. My eyes widened. It was a screenshot of the viral hashtags at the moment. There were... #TheodoreBackOff #TheoShesOursNow #BrielleBackOff #BrielleIsOursNow I laughed hysterically at the tweets under the hashtags. Why are they so extra? It's so funny. I can't even. Lmao.

Tess I find many things in this world scary: walking to the bathroom late at night when you don’t have a nightlight on, fake friends, the members of the Safir pack, and last, and probably my biggest fear, is the thought of spending eternity alone. Sue me for thinking that’s a terrible fate, but that is how I feel without lying to myself.

She only ever cried when she was unable to sleep and was forced to think back on the interactions her dad had with her while he was still alive. Immediately, Scarlett stood from where she was sitting and faced Avery and Cornelia. "There is something I didn't tell you guys. Something strange happened to me last night, and you might not believe me when I tell you, so I will show you instead." "I'm lost. My apologies. Are you getting it?" Cornelia turned to ask Avery. "Shh. Cornel, let's pay attention to what she has to say." Scarlett held up her shirt to show her friends the scar left by the bite she got from the beast. "Do you think the paranormal is real?"

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The latest tweets read: “Girls, S. is holding a LOUIS VUITTON LIMITED today. Do you guys believe that a college girl could afford that? I don’t. [picture]” “NE: Damn. Scarlett’s new sneaker is my FAVORITE. I tried to reserve one, but I failed because you know what, only FIFTY PERSONS IN THIS PLANET got it! God, that man must be wealthy. #ScarlettMorrisIsABitch” But these offensive tweets didn’t last long because people soon found out that most of the updates were just using some fake news or photoshopped pictures to court more followers and keep their attention. The truth was, of course, that Scarlett Morris was poor.

She was shocked when she saw a tweet and exclaimed, “Holy crap! Bestie, there’s a new post trending on Twitter right now! Twitter is going crazy about it!” Ivanka was a little startled. “What tweet?” Sandy’s eyes widened in disbelief. “This is a little shocking.”

A lot of questions were in my head; most especially, wondering if the issue had anything to do with my meeting with Scott and the others. I got into Twitter and was welcomed by tons of notifications. Tags and mentions from blogs, Tweeps, and so on, filled my notifications. I opened the first Tweet I was tagged on and saw boldly: “FAMOUS BILLIONAIRE, @THEADAMJONES INVOLVED IN MULTI-BILLION POUNDS FRAUD. ALLEGEDLY RUNNING A FRAUD SYNDICATE” My heartbeat tripled. I couldn’t move for some seconds. I was still trying so hard to understand what was going on and I checked the next tweet, which read: