Novel & Cerita This Is Getting Out Of Hand Meme

“OUT NOW!!!” Wait a damn minute, am I getting fired?

It didn’t take me long to figure out what was going on—Jaxon was going viral. “This is going to be fun,” Kade chuckled and then kissed my cheek. “I’ll see you later.” I watched him disappear and then kept walking. I stopped in front of a locker to peel off one of the stickers. It was a cartoonish meme of Jaxon, complete with exaggerated wide eyes and a speech bubble that read: "Bidding $5000 on an ex? Obsessed much?" I scoffed, shaking my head. The next one was even worse—"Jaxon’s Punch: Weakest Move of the Year."

The post has over five hundred thousand likes and just as much repost. My stomach dips. I keep scrolling and scrolling and it just keeps getting worse. Each post better than the next. They have pictures and videos of everything, slow-motion clips, blurred-out images. My face is now being used as a meme too. People are dissecting every picture, every clip, reading meaning into something that there is nothing there to be read. I get out of bed and start pacing. This is supposed to happen. I already figured that I would go viral, everyone would be in my business, everyone would have one or two things to say about my dress, or even my hair, or my height and weight, or even the way I speak.

An hour before the college application deadline, I jolt awake in my hotel room in Chanont. My girlfriend, Evelyn Keate, and my adopted brother, Marvin Needham, are nowhere to be seen. I immediately call them, reminding them to get their applications in before the deadline. To my surprise, they burst out laughing. "We're already back home, and we got our applications in last night. You still haven't submitted yours?" I can hear my parents criticizing me in the background. My mom said, "He's always like this. He's so careless that he doesn't even take his own future seriously." "Marvin has always been so much easier," my dad remarked. Laughter and chatter fill the other end of the line

“No, boss, I haven’t.” “Let’s check how Morgan is doing now,” I snicker.We enter into the living room and I settle down on the couch folding my legs under me while Gabe picks the single sofa on the side. I open my bag and rummage through until I find my phone. Then I enter my social media account and the entire scandal is still blazing hot. I laugh . “This is such a goated move… memes are now being made with his blurry naked shots and they are hilarious.” “Boss, is it still blazing?”

Someone had used my picture from the launch and made a meme! “It’s hilarious,” Clyde said, laughing dryly. I stared at it in disbelief, and my eyes caught the handle at the bottom. In an instant, my lips turned down at the corners. That bastard! How dare he?!

My voice was low, dangerous, because if I let it out, I might snap the tablet into two. Olivia’s finger jabbed across the screen, flipping through endless reposts. “It’s everywhere, Damien. T*****r, I*******m, TikTok…memes are already trending. Someone packaged this deliberately. This isn’t random. This was set up.” She bit her lip, then blurted: “What if it’s the Osmonds again?!” Her words knifed through me. But this is not something they would do. My eyes snapped up to meet hers as I remembered.

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.

“Cancel all posts! Delete everything! Find out who is doing this! I want a team in here immediately!” Emmy nodded frantically, thumbs flying across the screen, but every attempt at containment seemed to make it worse. In the Savage mansion, Xander’s frustration boiled over. He sat at his desk, phone in hand, scrolling through trending topics. His eyes widened, chest tightening. “This is insane,” he muttered. “How can this be happening?” Greg and Wendy attempted to intervene, but every call, every explanation, only tangled him further. *** Freya sipped her drink again, leaning toward the screen, plotting her next moves. The T*****r account was gaining traction; the memes were multiplying; the

However, hearing Boa's outburst, she could not help but laugh. Boa glared at her. "What are you laughing at?" Sienna quickly stopped laughing, frightened. Jensen chimed in from the side, "The kid is already over four years old. There's no use arguing about it now." Boa gritted her teeth. "There is! I can cut ties with her! Someone this brainless doesn't deserve to be my friend!" Ariana hugged her, coaxing her with sweet words until Boa finally threw her purse down and sat back down, still looking furious.