The Outsiders Memes Novels & Stories

“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.

The woman in the yellow dress stood beside him with a smirk. "People turned it into memes," Astrid said. She scrolled through the comments. "It is so viral even penguins in Antarctica have probably seen it. Mom's phone has not stopped ringing since last night." I pressed my face into the pillow to block out the sight. "Turn it off." Astrid did not stop. She read the words aloud in a flat tone. "'So desperate.' 'What a joke.' 'That poor guy, she ambushed him.' Here is a short one. It just says, 'stupid bitch.'"

It all started when someone online put a screenshot from my interview side by side with a photo of Francesca and posted it with the caption, "Has no one noticed how much these two look alike?" One was a misfit dissecting the wounds of family trauma, and the other was the internet's darling who could do no wrong. The comment section erupted instantly. It didn't take long for someone to dig up a video secretly taken at the club party months ago. In the footage, Francesca held a glass of champagne and said dismissively, "Oh, she doesn't count as family."

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

I think he was just saying, but still, he said it, and now I want Mia: Don't send a growling voice memo again Oly: GRRRRRRRRRRRRR Mia: -. Mia: What did he even say Oly: Puppy Oly: Mia, help me. It's in my face Mia: What am I supposed to do… Mia: Don't you hate being called a puppy? Oly: Yes, I do because people sat it in a demeaning way Oly: "Hey, Puppy, growl/ Bark for me." Oly: "Hey, puppy, sit/ clap." Oly: "Puppy, crawl." Mia: I remember that bullshit

There were several memes on her with hilarious comments from many students, they didn't even care about her being the sole heiress and Queen of the campus. One said: 'When your crush denies you in public.' They put her funny looking half plastered smiling face below_the look she had on when the idols were leaving. Okay, this did it. I fell on the floor laughing hysterically with Lia as I hit my hands repeatedly on the floor.

These crapsters brought the worst out of me. “Ho ho ho. Hear the Queen of Immaturity speak,” Jax hissed. “Better than smelling the poopy Vulture King,” I hissed back. “Dirty Goblin” “Dumb Pig” “Potty Mouth” “Barbaric Caveman” “Basic Bitch” “Clothes Whore” “Hey ! I am just an OCS- Over Compulsive Shopper,” Jax protested. “Clothes Whore,” Kai and I deadpanned. “Your moral compass is on fire,” Jax huffed.

it meant a lot that he was there. "I wasn't one to make friends or to open up to anyone," I said, breaking free of my thoughts once more. "When I was growing up," I stopped myself for a moment debating on whether to tell him another memory from my childhood. "I remember an incident at my elementary school when I was younger. I had spoken to spirits and ghosts before and the other students that stood by watched and later told me that it was creepy that I could do such a thing. Soon after they began to call me the freak of the school. I was constantly bullied even by the people that said that were my friends." A few tears had slipped from my eyes revealing the hurt that I had kept inside of

And now, the internet was having a fucking field day. Noah stopped pacing, long enough to grab his phone again, thumbs flying over the screen as he scanned the endless floods of comments on his innagram. I sucked my teeth, irritation clawing up my throat. “You need to stop reading that shit.” He snapped his gaze to me at that, and I’ve never seen such pure anger in his gaze. “Do you know what they are calling me? Have you seen the fucking memes they’ve started to make about me? I’ve spent my entire life--?”

"Someone hotter and less grumpy for me to do this with?" Lily's response was blunt. "Arc's the ugly, deformed waiter you kissed at your father's gala after finding out about your ex's infidelity." Chelsea winced. "Thanks for the reminder." "You needed it," Lily said. "Kevin's stealing the spotlight, and even Larry's Italian charm is overshadowing your drama. Those memes aren't helping. Almost ten memes of you crying that night has surfaced, including one with a thundercloud hovering over your head." Chelsea's anxiety spiked. Being meme-ified meant you were either ridiculously silly or famously notorious. Chelsea knew he'd become a meme for both reasons.