I escaped from Joeys grasp before sitting back on the couch. I glared at him and he gave me the sweetest smile possible. I rolled my eyes and got on tumblr. There was a GIF of Joey twerking.

"This is going to be my new background." I swiveled my laptop around so Joey could see.

"No."

"Yes." I said with a devious smile. I right clicked on the GIF and put save as background. It was just a photo not the moving GIF. "Now to reblog to my 10,989 followers."

"Please."

"Too*pause for dramatic affect* late." I put out one finger and looked at Joey, back at the enter key and then pressed it. "Muhahahaha!" I laughed.

"I wish I didn't have to do this, but..." He held up his fingers to look like a gun. He "shot" it at me and I fell back on the couch, letting my laptop tumble onto the floor. I pretended like I was dying and squinted my eyes. In a low scruffy voice (like if you were dying.) I murmured.

"Totally worth it." I closed my eyes and pretended I was dead. Joey did a evil laugh and grabbed my laptop from the floor. He clicked around before he turned my IMac towards me and I saw he tweeted a picture of me. I immediately sat up. "Delete it. Now." I started at the hideous picture of a fourteen year old with braces, glasses, headgear, plus I'm soaking wet and crying because Joey was sleeping over and we went to a party at a guys house that I liked and a mean girl who also liked him dumped her water on me. We drove home and joey took the picture because he thought "I would laugh about it later"

"Nope. Ooh another re-tweet."

"Please." I begged.

"Four more favorites."

"Joey." I whispered not wanting to cry. I hated public humiliation. There were going to be alot of people making fun of me for it. He quickly logged out and gave me back my laptop. I shut it and walked upstairs to my room. "Goodnight." I mumbled when I was halfway up the stairs. Far enough away so he couldn't tell how upset I was. It was that time of the month so I was a little more emotional than usual and I know how people can be. I curled up into a ball and bit my tongue trying to not cry. I felt my nose burn and the hot tears stream down my face. I wiped them away with my blanket. My phone lit up the room with twitter notifications. I didn't even glance at it before I chucked it at my wall and watched it fall into my dirty clothes hamper. I heard Joey come up the stairs and I tried to even out my breathing. The upstairs hall light was on and I watched his shadow move past my door and the hall light shut off. He was in his room and didnt expect a thing. I finally cried myself to sleep hours later.