"OH MY GID, OH MY GOD!!" Jenna screams in a chant after I send her a snapshot and she FaceTimes me. Her caramel eyes bounce with excitement. "THIS IS HUGE, YOU FAMOUS GIRL."

"Well, I wouldn't say all that..." I tidy up my studio with my free hand, straightening the food at the bottom of my bed and cloths on the floor. My oversized, white shirt sway like a dress as I maneuver.

"Umm...TikTok monetizes videos with certain amount of views...seriously you could get $450 or more of you post consistently. Unfortunately, the poster of the video is being paid off you. TikTok. If you do this, Companies will pay you to promote their brand. You literally are a step away from being an influencer."

"Really?"

"YES HEA HEA!" Jen celebrates shaking her pixie cut back and forth. "Check the views on your profile, I bet they're high."

I click away from the FaceTime chat, minimizing the video screen to the bottom, and open TikTok to find "325 likes and 50 comments." I inform her.

"You gotta share or more or do a promo, I'll find a page for you."

"Okay...cuz I don't know about any of that."

"Promo means promotion, usually on social media it's paid promo to be shown to a bigger audience. Insta is more familiar to me, I can name five that take dms for post boosting. I'm try there first them figure out the best ones for TikTok."

"Alright manager." I chuckle.

"Damn straight."

"Oh, you'll never be." I poke, clicking back to full screen to see her beautiful dark, tiny face smirk at me.

"I will be if we don't meet up soon..." Jen does a puppy dog face.

"I was thinking the Fourth of July...if that's not too soon."

"No way, that's perfect, the faster the better."

"I most certainly hope not." I give a tug at my lips.

Jen eyes lock on my lips with a malicious glint. "Don't worry, when we meet all mysteriousness will disappear."

"So July then?"

"July."

"Do I come to you or you to me?" I hope the indifferent undertone in my voice didn't reveal my lack of money for a flight from Cali to New York.

"I'll come to you, wouldn't want you breaking the bank." Jenna comforts me as if reading my mind. "Plus I love flying."

"It sounds annoying."

"It has an aesthetic to it, the cloud are so pretty at sunset, the best flying is at night zoning in on the city. That's art...and so are you, so post another vid before going to bed." She works in the last bit smooth as hell.

Butterflies rake my stomach with a hot intensity, I blush hard. "Aww, I like you."

"I like you too." She kisses the camera lens, exaggerating the mooch. "Goodnight."

"Night."

The call ends.

I mess my hair hair, changing it to the side, letting a bang loop hang down onto my face, parting my lips, weakening my eyes, before I record a video. I move the camera in and out, giving a pulsing effect. When I view the footage, I get a Marilyn Monroe vibe, a more modern take with a oversized t shirt. I change the filter to black and post, tagging it the same I did the last.