Adjusting to life at a prestigious prep academy in Detroit, Bianca is trying not to let people get to her… especially the students at another lunchroom table staring in her direction.
But when she confronts the friends about why they stare, will Bianca buy that they are concerned about her, based on the fact her red sweater pulls a bit, revealing her midriff?
Could it make sense what they claim, that showing a little skin draws the attention of something sinister that follows her, that walks towards her, taking the appearance of a random bimbo, a slut, some other student?
Assuming it to be a new student hazing, Bianca may never realize before it’s too late that Twit Follows.
Bianca has mostly enjoyed her first week at a prestigious new prep school, but there are oddities she might never get used to at the Detroit Prep Academy. And the most frustrating of those presents itself in what passes for the lunch room at such a massively scaled facility. She feels like someone is staring at her.
Every room and part of Detroit Prep Academy is massive, old repurposed buildings, grand architecture and ritzy finishes with towering ceilings and soaring high windows which somewhat look onto more rundown urban settings. It’s certainly the kind of place one can feel alone even with other prep students around, but on the day when Bianca sits feeling eyes upon her, she knows she isn’t alone… she just has no idea how dangerous such a feeling can be.
The four students are staring at her, engaged in conversation among themselves, with looks of fear and uncertainty. And when Bianca chooses to just go and confront them, to ask if they are staring because she is new, the four have quite the unexpected response… one she feels has to be some sort of new student hazing.
Jolene, Danielle, Kieran, and Marcos have recently lost a friend… or at least that’s what they claim, and that friend they also claim fell victim to something impossible to describe… something unseen by all but their friend Jennifer… something that followed her, always coming at her no matter where she was, something that once it touched her transformed her into a very different girl.
The convincing tones and genuine worry in their eyes is oddly sincere, but Bianca isn’t buying that they were staring at her because her red sweater happens to pull up a bit, revealing just a tiny bit of midriff and that is what this thing, whatever it is, is drawn to.
It all seems ridiculous, like an obvious prank, especially when she is told or warned rather that the thing, whatever it is, demon or otherwise, will turn her into a bimbo, a slut… a twit, if it touches her. She’s told to always look around, that if she sees someone looking at her, someone that doesn’t seem to belong, and they follow her, always coming at her… to run, to stay away.
Of course Bianca isn’t fooled. They might not suspect her the horror movie fan she is, but she’s seen that movie, and their spin on it is just plain silly. She points this out and also that they can call their friend off, the weird slutty looking redhead across the lunchroom.
But as Bianca heads off to the library, the four friends are staring in horror, claiming there is no friend.
As mysterious and somewhat gothic as the new prep school is, could there be any truth to the rumors that more and more girls are changing so dramatically… becoming much less focused on their studies and more focused on absolute lurid raunchy sex with anyone they can find?
Is something really following Bianca, attracted by her body, by how she shows it, intending to give that body new purpose, and perhaps change her into a slutty little twit?
The redhead appearing to follow her into the massive library may have all the answers, and may not be what she seems to be as a Kremey new parody arrives in time for Halloween, Twit Follows.
Coming next… It’s a hell of a look
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