"Hey were you?" She stops herself and looks down at her newspaper in disbelief then looked back up at me.
"Hey, I think this is you on the Boston Social" She said sharply as she handed the paper over to me and there I was indeed under the headline, "Tufts Students Celebrate End of Finals at Bond"
Wow that is weird. What's this news paper anyways? I asked perplexed as I stared at the candid shot taken of me.
"It's the Boston Social. Anyone who's anyone in this city is featured in it. Mainly Ivy leaguers or private university students are the ones that grace the pages; young elite is featured every now and then as well. You know, those type of people," she said snapping her gum.
Well that's kind of silly... Doesn't social media suffice? I mean did they have to create a newspaper to keep up with their whereabouts too? Sounds very narcissistic to me.
"Yeah, well at first I felt the same way about it," she said as she snatched the paper back from my hands.
"But now I just can't stop...its sooo addicting!" She squealed.
"Well, I don't know why they would take a snap of me anyways... I don't go to an Ivy League and I am definitely not an elite."
"Yes well that's very clear." she said as she scanned me from head to toe.
"I gotta go. Enjoy your newspaper."