Being Popular

Janet after the party went back home amidst people trying to take her pictures. She knew she had messed up and she was prepared to take the full brunt of whatever the universe was going to dish out to her.

With a new outlook on life, she decided that she was going to go through life as a different person. She was not going to think about the wedding or Alastor but would leave all of them behind.

However that did not go well as she was about to have her whole world turned upside down.

When she went back home with the mentality to become a totally different person, she found out how difficult it was after the wedding.

Due to her little stunt of introducing her fake marriage to Alastor which had turned out to be a huge thing, her life was no longer normal again.

She found out about this when she headed out the next morning after the wedding to jog and found so many people staring and pointing at her.

She found this weird but decided that people were going to be people and ignored them. 

However it was not the same when she got back and found the people living in the same building with her acting even worse by standing out of her way and smiling at her politely.

This had not been done before.

She entered the room to turn on the television to listen to songs while washing off only to see her picture on the news.

"What the hell?" she gasped wondering what was going on.

Before she could turn on the volume, the picture had been changed and a narrative had been written.

All over the news it was propagated that she was betrothed to one of the richest guys in the world with her pictures being shared everywhere.

"No, no, no," she sighed. This was bad. Alastor would not be happy seeing this.

She picked up her phone to call him when she remembered she did not have his number.

"Fuck!" she gasped. She had just made herself a target to the world.

Her phone rang which she picked to see it was from her mother.

"Hey, are you seeing this?" the old woman asked with a shocked tone.

"Yes mum, I'm looking at the television right now."

"So is it true?"

"No! No it is not true, mum. And don't get any funny ideas. I am not engaged to anyone."

"But it was on the news, hunny and the news don't lie."

"Well they did and they are supposed to be ashamed of themselves."

"But I watched a clip of you making a toast and saying that you and the young man were going to get married."

Janet smacked her forehead remembering that the camera had been rolling before she made that statement.

Now she was in for a ride and it was going to be a very bumpy one.

"I was drunk."

"He didn't debunk you or say anything different from your narrative."

"Because he knows I was drunk. Mum, I've got work and I have to do other things."

"It's a Sunday."

"Yeah. I'm… working overtime."

The awkward silence on the phone told her everything she needed to know as her mother sighed heavily.

"Alright, but I'll call you tomorrow."

"Sure," she said to her mother before switching off the call.

She screamed to the top of her lungs pacing around the room at how different her life was going to be.

But then she remembered that most celebrity gossip blew over after the first and the second day.

"I'm sure by tomorrow this will all be behind me."

But it didn't happen that way. For the next day and the day after that and the week after that her mother kept calling to pester her with questions with the stares from the public not going down at all.

"So when are you getting him home?" the wild woman asked while Janet stood in front of a mirror in public wearing her sunshades with her bucket hat covering her face. She got out a nose mask as she prepared to wear it.

She was going to walk past the public without being seen.

"I'm not getting married, mum. And I'm not bringing him home. So forget about any crazy ideas you are having and focus on other things."

"Like what? Your life is the highlight of everything right now. You are dominating the news. They said they saw you in public a few hours ago. I don't even need to know where you are. If I want to, I'll turn on the television and you'll be on it, live."

"Oh God," she sighed leaning against the bathroom sink. "Mum, I don't have any rich boyfriend. I'm not bringing anyone home and I would appreciate it if you would stop listening to the media news."

She started out of the restroom and went straight home. 

Due to how the media had been portraying this, she could not go to work for fear of being caught by the media. It was a stroke of luck that they had not found out where she lived yet but she wondered what would happen if they did.

She walked up the stairs to her apartment, getting rid of her disguise when she found hee friends standing outside her door with excited looks on their faces.

"Oh God, not you guys. I'm already exhausted from hiding from the public. Don't tell me I have to do the same with you guys."

Her friends Stacy and Reina laughed in sync before going down the stairs to help her with what she had gotten from the supermarket.

"Well, you had just shown up to work in almost a week so we thought to check up on you. You were not picking up your calls or answering your texts and with all this narrative going on about you, we definitely understand why."

That was Stacy being Stacy.