It's around 12 in the afternoon when I finally wake up to my phone.
Grumbling, I roll over in bed and look up. The light from my window catches on the grooves of the popcorn ceiling, and I can hear the birds' song coming in from outside.
Eventually, I drag myself over and grab my phone.
When I turn it on, the Do Not Disturb screen looks back at me. I scroll down and make sure my face is visible to unlock my phone, then I click on the notifications.
I all but drop my phone when I see the five digit number by the TikTok notification banner.
"Holy shit. . ."
Before I gain half the nerve to run to my mom and tell her about this, another notification catches my eye. One that leads me to take a sharp breath and rear my head back in shock.
"BLAKE EVELYN reposted your video"
"No way. No way in Hell." I whisper to myself, my fingers over my mouth as I stare wide eyed at the screen.
Finally snapping out of it, I leap from my bed and run through the house to find my mom.
By the time I make it down the stairs and trek through the kitchen, I stop in my tracks. She's at work.
Heaving a breath, I groan and run back upstairs to my room.
"Okay, okay, I'll just talk to myself about this then. Is this really happening?" I feel stupid voicing my thoughts aloud, but I'm too thrilled to contain them.
Of course, no one responds. I quickly grasp my phone once again with shaking fingers and look through the notifications, one by one.
Comments like: this is so real, omg I couldn't have said it better myself, you're right this album is fire, and so many more fill my screen.
"Oh my God," my voice sounds foreign to my own ears as I read the rest of the comments on my video. Most of them positive, but there are the occasional negative ones that I choose to ignore.
Eventually, I decide to just click on the video itself and see what the top comment is.
"BLAKE EVELYN you flatter me;)"
"Oh my GOD!"
By the time I recover, I hear keys jangling from the front porch and know it's my mom.
I know I have to tell her, she's the only one who would understand what this means to me. To be noticed by someone that I hold so close to my heart, even if she doesn't know me.
"Mom!" I rush to her before she even has time to hang her bag on the closet door, her eyes growing wide at the sight of me.
"Oh, hello. What's got you so riled up, Love?" She giggles behind a hand, and I give her a sheepish grin.
"You'll never guess what happened while you were at work!"
"Did Kacey answer you?" At that, a small sting of something shoots through my chest, but I immediately brush it off.
"No, much better!" Though I'm not sure if that's really the truth.
"Well, don't keep me waiting. Go on then."
When I tell her, her expression morphs into one that mirrors my own.
"Oh my- that's so exciting! Did you respond? Maybe she'll see it!
Rubbing the back of my neck, my gaze falls to the window above the kitchen sink. A few of my houseplants find solace there, in the windowsill.
"No. . ." I bite my lip, knowing how shocked she's going to be at hearing that.
And I'm proven correct when her eyes grow wider and she looks at me incredulously.
"Nuh-uh, do not tell me you still haven't taken your chance to tell her directly how much you love her music. I know that better not be true."
I almost want to laugh at how she's switched up, a hand on her hip as she leans against the kitchen counter we moved over to. But I don't, because I can't shake this feeling.
"Mom, come on. She's famous. Like, famous famous. She doesn't have the time to reply to random people she doesn't know."
"Hm, I suppose you're right. Well, just don't bother then. It's not worth the opportunity now, is it?" I see what you're doing. I narrow my eyes.
"Hey! That's not fair," I start, but then get an eyeful of her sarcasm filled expression and can't help but laugh, "okay, fine. I'll think about it."
"That's better." She ruffles my hair and gets back to winding down from her job.
If I'm going to respond to a comment Blake herself left on my video, then I need to start going over what to say right now to not make a complete fool of myself.
A/N: What do we think so far?
Can't lie, I'm not a fan of this story, but we'll see if that changes.
QOTD: Favorite web novel right now?
ANSWER: mine is definitely Soft Touch by River Onei on Tapas!
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