Being a nobody fucking sucks.

You weren’t just a nobody though, were you?

Every night starting around 6pm after you’ve gotten off of work from your excruciatingly annoying job, you’d lock yourself in your apartment… And do what?

Admit it.

Sitting in your bed, your phone displaying picture after picture… Video after video for literal hours into the early morning.

Jordan Huxhold.

The successful model, the funny social media influencer… The amount of girls in his comments, Jesus, admit it. It pissed you off seeing other girls thirst over him… You just wanted him all to yourself, but that wasn’t possible was it?

You were a fucking nobody.

He was somebody.

The skin around your nails was torn up from anxiety and irritation, the bags under your eyes proved how much this bothered you. You didn’t go out, you didn’t have any friends… You were literally a nobody.

A manipulative one, though.

You were fairly attractive, too… So it wouldn’t be too hard to just sneak your way into the limelight of social media.

Which is exactly what you did, somehow managing to become Peyton Kings girlfriends friend, Alicia.

You would comment sweet supporting things on her posts, and she would reply in the public comments, leading hers and Peyton’s fans right to your profile… Closer to Jordan.

Eventually Alicia invited you to hang out with her at a friendly get together.

Her, Peyton, Jordan and their friend Max. It was a small hang out at Top Golf, now you were officially in… If they liked hanging out with you. Which, the snake you were, you could arrange that just fine.

“Yayy!!” Alicia squealed, giving you a big hug. “You made it!! Everyone this is twin for real.”

Yeah, you’re so locked in.

Jordan seems to take notice, too.

Good luck.