Tweet- The Series (A Teen Paranormal Web Series) #2.1

Tweet- The Series (A Teen Paranormal Web Series) #2.1

December 5, 2019 23 By William Hollis


Stupid shrink. I just had my evaluation and I go in pretty up beat thinking ten minutes with this guy and he’ll be showing me the front door. They think I’m mental. You guys know I’m cool, right? At least I’m out of that padded room. Be warned. If this can happen to me, it can happen to you. I was totally fine until Freddie came into my life. And no, Freddie’s not a guy. He’s my broken iPhone I bought at a vintage store for my collection. The next thing I know tweets left and right, night and day; it was crazy. I’m like no way, right? My mum didn’t believe me and my friends from Ohio they thought it was my bother Jeremy.. But, I ruled him out. Ahh! Thank you. What took you so long? Here we go, nice and cold. Thank you. What’d I miss? Nothing, I’m at the part where I ruled out Jeremy. Isn’t this the most amazing story. I’m riveted. So, Freddie sends me this tweet that said allium sativum. Whoa, that sounds satanic. Yeah, that’s what I thought, it just means garlic. Oh, BTW…you forgot yours. How did you? Ok, that was weird. Uh. bup, bup, bup… Does thou possess a remedy? For I feel the sharpness of a blade. Lingering, lingering, lingering. Keepith them. I haveith more. You, are but too kind. Ugh.. Can he be anymore annoying? How does he do that all day? Hello! I’m trying to tell a story here. So anyway, my grandfather takes me to his friends to see if he can get it to stop working. We weren’t home 30 minutes and guess what? You got another tweet? Yep. Boy was grandpa pissed. He threw Freddie in the garbage. The next day he shows up inside my reel to reel recorder. Your grandfather? No. Freddie. Talk about freaky. I fainted and hit my head. Huh. I’m beginning to see a pattern. Do you mind. The girl needs air. Go. Sit in the office. What happened next? Put the bag back please. It really happened. And then he sent me a tweet that was so scary I can’t repeat it. I think your phone’s possessed.. And I think someone needs to stop catching softballs with her forehead. Don’t you see this is Freddie’s fault. What were you doing with your phone on in school anyway? This is precisely why we have rules. Principal Potter-Lane, my phone was off I swear, but it still tweets. Oh, isn’t she precious. That one’s going in my hall of fame. You know the drill. Mine for the day. And next time we involve your parents. Don’t worry. I won’t bring Freddie back. Freddie? Ah, that’s what she calls him. It, the phone. You should hear her story. Mr. Longworth, don’t tell me you got hit by the ball too. No, i uh volunteered to bring Fallon here. And I also got ice. It’s so nice to see chivalry isn’t dead. Yes, especially if it means you get out of class. So, that brings us to the question, why are you still here? I was just leaving. Feel better. Thanks. (over walkie talkie) Principal Potter-Lane? Yes, Miss Butland. Someone’s microwaved Mr. Derek’s frogs for dissection. He says four of them are missing. It’s going to be one of those days. Lovely. Out! My mom wanted me to go into real estate, I said no I want to mold children into fine upstanding….. Principal Potter-Lane! Thank god I found you! What now Lilli Ann? I’m having trouble in physics. And why is that? I’m definitely smarter than my teacher. Who do you have? Miss Renkin You probably are. Please go to class. But! Uh!! Sell homes. Uh. I see you grandfather’s going to be picking you up. Because your mother’s is on a submarine for three months? Very impressive. Military mom? Oh, um. Actually, she’s a reporter doing a story. Get this, the whole time she’s gone, no nagging. I mean communication. Yes, I’m sure you did. Well, looks like someone’s going to live so I’m going to lunch. Now, if you need anything Miss Jones is right down the hall. And when you get home and you feel dizzy or disoriented, dear lord don’t google it. Just go straight to the ER. I’m curious. The last tweet, what did it say? The one you’re so afraid of. If I die, you die. You have some imagination. I didn’t make it up. Ok. Don’t worry about me. I’m learning to deal. (tweet sound) Not now! Nurse Rob? No duh. He’s like fifty. (tweet sound) You know sometimes you don’t make any sense. Now keep quiet. Falling in love. You don’t have a clue. You are crazy. You hear me? You-Are-Crazy! Who’s crazy? Uh. No one. I was talking to myself Kinda crazy, huh? Coach said I should apologize, for hitting you with the ball, thanks for paying attention. Now I gotta go run laps after school. You owe me. Sorry. I guess I do. Damn. You’re prettier close up. I’m cashing in. Let’s go out Friday. That is if you’re not doing anything of course. Uh. Me? I no. I never do anything. Oh, wait! That didn’t come out right. I’m not a total dweeb. I do stuff all the time. You can ask my brother. Is that a yes or a no? Um. I don’t even know your name. It’s Riley Sturgis. Number 12. You know. Are you in dance? No! I play football! Oh. Anyway, what do you say? Sure. Hi. I’m Fallon. Are you OK? Yeah. I’m fine. Can I help you up? Sure. Hey pal. You want those arms to stay attached. I’d let her go right now. You better. He’s C.I.A. Oww. Sorry. I’m good. Not exactly what I meant, bub. Hey, out of my way sporto. Are you OK? Yeah. I’m fine. Uncle Mike! What are you doing here? We’ll get to that later. Who are you? And why are your hands all over my neice? You got it all wrong man. She fell and I was just helping her up. It’s true. Isn’t there some place you’d rather be? I’m gonna need your cell. Ok, ready. Um. 555, 1719. Alright. Later. So easy. You know I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself. You might think you are. But, I just to be that kid and I know exactly how his little teenage brain works. So where’s grandpa? He’s laid up in the hospital for a couple weeks. But don’t worry. He’s OK. Oh my god. What happened? Well apparently, he got a little too carried away with some fluezy named Lydia. That’s all you need to know about that. How’s your head? It’s fine. So, where have you been? I uh, would rather not mention. But let’s just say overseas and you see it on CNN a lot. Grab your bag. Let’s go. Come on. (haunting music plays) Watch out! Out of my way! HOT FROGS! Everything OK? Uh, yeah. It was just the thought of hot frogs. Well, I totally understand that. Well, it smells like the cafeteria food still sucks . Yeah. Tell me about it. (school bell rings)