That Face When Memes Novels & Stories

Then she blurts, “You’re… a lot.” I choke on air. She slaps a hand over her mouth, horrified at herself. “I mean— not like—well you are—oh my god, can we pretend I never said anything ever—” I can’t help it I laugh. It’s a real one. One that’s a startled, low, and warm. It loosens something in my chest. She peeks through her fingers. “I, uh… came up to show you memes,” she says. “About us.”

Alix’s degrading voice from yesterday’s FaceTime call echoed faintly in the back of my mind—Don't make me look bad in front of Charles. A wicked smirk curled on my lips. If only she knew what Charles was actually doing to me when she wasn't looking. "Why are you grinning like a serial killer at seven in the morning?" Brianna mumbled, her head suddenly hanging upside down over the edge of the top bunk, her blonde hair falling like a curtain. "I'm not!" I quickly locked my phone and shoved it under the blankets. "Just… found a really funny meme on T*****r. That's all."

There were another few dozen texts, all along the same lines and starting around the time I’d met Zane. Could they be from Scott? Maybe. They might also be from anyone else whose name began with “S,” or any other letter. You couldn’t tell anything from online names, except sometimes that someone had a sense of humor or when they put their ideology in their name, like KillAllHumans142. I went back to my main feed and found a photo of Jordan giving his brief speech, along with a few-dozen comments about his age and declaring him attractive. It seemed harmless. It was there, however, that I found a meme I greatly disliked. It showed my face on a white wolf’s body with wings. The wolf was also d

Leo laughed and nodded, “My friend sent me some memes.” "Show me," I smiled. “Sure,” he unlocked his phone and opened the gallery. “Look,” he showed me the screen and started laughing as I was reading and watching the pictures. A few moments after, we were both giggling, as each meme was funnier than the other. “Damn, this one’s good.” I chuckled. Then, I caught a strong scent. Elijah. I couldn’t lift my head because I didn’t want to see his angry face. He cleared his throat, making us look at him. Leo quickly took the phone and stood up. “Master,” he bowed.

I asked him, I wasn't sure how I look when I'm talking to them. 'You look like an idiot most days,' Wolfie says in my head. 'Hey!' both James and Milo yell in my head, scolding Wolfie. 'Oh freck off,' she answers them. "Well, not that face exactly, but you do make a face," he says laughing at me.

My blood was boiling in rage when Noah showed no shame in sharing that meme throughout the high school and it bombarded hell lots of reactions and comments on the post in just the 5 minutes I had given to Dash and as usual he never failed me. “Dude, its Caroline" he messaged me with the accounts creator details and it wasn’t at all a surprise for me to see her name. Her arrival itself was a shock and after knowing her real face, all these things were more sympathetic shits I felt towards her helplessness than shocks. Once I got the confrontation, I didn’t wait anymore and stormed out of the class to Zoe and Caroline’s class. Mike had woken up from his sleep and saw the meme, he was enraged l

He in turn groaned in reluctance, and a moment's stillness later, he spoke like he was spilling gold out of his pie-hole, "I am the one who you like to call the Jerk Mummy King." Do you ever just forget to hide your expressions for a minute and then you're like 'I did not mean to make that face out loud'? Yes. That face. I was making exactly that face right about now. The Oh-sh*t-I'm-screwed face. Think! Think Lithe think! You are the sassy, smartassy most awesome little lollipop triple dipped in brilliance. Making an excuse is a piece of cake. Anything will do. Just speak up. You know you have got this. You can do this!

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.

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.

“The one with the really boring voice?” “Exactly!” Harry slapped the table, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I swapped all the flashcards in his presentation with ones that had ‘cat memes’ on them. The entire lecture was an hour of memes, and the best part? He didn’t even notice until halfway through. None of the students told him; they just recorded it silently while trying to control their laugh.”