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It had been two days since we had made it back from New York, I was sitting at my desk at work wishing Brooke would hurry up and come back from running her errands. Today had been dead, I think the phone might have rung once all day and all I wanted to do was just go home.

Yawning I got up and grabbed my iPad out of my bag, not having a phone was beginning to annoy me. I was close to taking my dad up on his offer of letting me use his old Motorola. Powering it on I ran to the bathroom before a customer walked in or the phone rang. Sitting back down I swiped my iPad open. I had a couple of messages but nothing that really interested me.

After checking my Facebook messages I scrolled through my newsfeed. Exiting Facebook I saw I had some notifications on my Instagram. Opening my app I saw it was because I had a new follower, @sethgreer had followed me. My mouth fell open. Seeing I had a message I wondered who it could be from. Opening it up I about choked on the air itself when I saw that Seth had sent me a direct message.  

Opening it up I read, "I don't even know what to say, or how to begin. I don't know what the fuck he was thinking, I mean I thought you were just saying shit until I asked him about it and he straight-up admitted to it. I want to make it up to you, send me your address and I'll make good on it."

I had to reread the message three times before I let myself believe that it was actually from him. I checked and rechecked to make sure it was his actual Instagram account. Swallowing I looked up at Brooke as she walked in the door. I didn't know what to say so I stayed quiet. My fingers shook as I hit reply, I didn't know what to say either but I didn't want anything from him. I would be lying to say that I didn't want him to respond to my post but I never in a million years thought he would ever do it.

    "You're good, I just had a bad couple of days and posted that more out of frustration than anything else. Thank you for responding and showing that you care in some type of way. Anyways it will always be an unforgettable picture."

I hit send before I had time to rethink it, looking up guilty I saw Brooke was now watching me with her eyebrow arched. The girl knew me and my faces a little too well. "So Seth responded to me," I said casually giggling as her eyes bulged.

 "What? What did he say?"

 I bit my lip, "just that he basically didn't know about it and that he wanted to make good on it." 

Brooke stood upcoming and sitting on the edge of my desk, "OMG so we have to make your reply back epic." 

I shook my head at her, "no, I have already replied and told him that I was ok and that's that, but I did get a screenshot of his message so I can prove to my kids one day I was cool for like 5 minutes." 

Brooke frowned at me, "I guess K, I mean if it was me...."

Leaning back in my chair I shrugged, "yeah well it's not you, I'm not you Brooke, I have never been and I will never be."

 Brooke shook her head, "whatever Kennedy, I was just saying..." I watched her walk to her desk and I felt sorry for going off on her but I wasn't her, we didn't look at the world the same. The phone rang and I was glad for the diversion from both Brooke and the direct message that I had just sent out.

That afternoon I left work and went straight to the gym, Brooke usually went with me but she had a migraine, or so she said. The gym usually eased my mind but today it was way too crowded with all the new year's resolution people that might last a month total but for now, all they were managing to do was get in my way. Jumping on the first free treadmill I saw I popped my earbuds in and turned on my Pandora.

The girl beside me was obviously a part of the new year new me club. She was one of those preppy girls who showed up makeup on point, her outfit matched, shoes and nail polish matched. I couldn't help but grin and bit my lip before I turned my music up closed my eyes and just zoned out. By the time I opened my eyes the new girl was gone replaced by a Mexican guy who was more worried about watching me than worrying about what he was doing. 

My phone buzzed bringing my attention back to reality, I about tripped when I saw that Seth had sent me another message. I had 15 minutes left of my workout and I was determined to finish it before seeing what he could possibly have to say. It was the longest fifteen minutes of my life. Stepping off the machine I walked to the back shoving my phone in my locker before going to take a shower.

Once out and dressed I walked to my SUV hopping in and cranking it before I allowed myself to read his message.

"We shall see"

I didn't respond, I didn't know how to. Driving home I couldn't get his response out of my head. Brooke was in the living room watching a rerun of some reality show on tv when I walked in. "So Seth DM'ed me back talking about we shall see." Brooke frowned pushing pause on the DVR, "we shall see what?" 

I shrugged, "I don't know, I didn't' respond. I mean what do I say to that."

Brooke shrugged, "he probably isn't used to being told no so he didn't know what else to say either." 

I sat down beside her, "he follows me on Instagram now." 

Brooke shook her head, "look at my little wallflower turning into a social media queen." 

I elbowed her, "what the hell ever."

That night I laid in my bed reading and rereading his messages still in disbelief that he had actually sent them. Now that he was following me I suddenly had random people also following me, if they only knew my Instagram feed was boring. I only posted on it once in a blue moon. Rolling on my side I looked out my window at the rain glad that I was off tomorrow. Brooke had to work so I would have the whole house to myself and I intended to be lazy and sleep most of the day.

Waking up the next morning I saw it was after 12, a glance out the window showed me it was still raining. Groaning I pulled the covers over my face not really wanting to get up but I knew I needed to or I would be up all night tonight. Heading to the bathroom I turned the shower on and took care of my business. I didn't feel like putting much effort into getting dressed since I was staying holed up in my house so I skipped my makeup, combed my hair, and threw on a pair of leggings and a t-shirt. I was semi hungry so I headed downstairs and pulled out the ingredients I needed to make an omelet.

I had several missed texts from Brooke so I responded to her as I sat down eating. Pulling up my Instagram I saw I had several follow requests and groaned. I didn't know any of these people. I had no idea having Seth Greer following me would cause my social media to grow, I was glad my Facebook was private. I had never had set my Instagram to private but now I had no choice

. After I ate I washed the dishes I had used before turning and wiping down the counters. With nothing better to do, I gathered my dirty clothes and decided that I had enough to start a load. I hated washing clothes but at least it wasn't a lot.

Going back into the living room I googled Seth Greer on my phone and frowned when I saw a picture of him with his current girlfriend. I didn't' like her. She was way too stuck up for being as wild as she was.  I felt like she was using him, but nobody cared what I thought. Flipping through his images I shook my head. The boy was fine. Pulling my pictures back up I grinned at his stupid ass, he was definitely hot in my pictures.

Brooke called me telling me she and a mutual friend of ours Christine was going to grab a bite to eat after work and asked me if I wanted to meet up with them. I told her no but asked her to bring me home something to go. It wasn't that I didn't want to go, I just didn't want to get dressed. I was that lazy. Laying on the couch I read until it was time to put my clothes in the dryer.