Flash fiction: 'Followed...'

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A cloth purse slung over her delicate shoulder and a iPhone in hand, Trina was walking back home. It was late evening. The street lights were dim and the alley was dark when suddenly she realized someone was following her. Her pace quickened. She wanted to reach home fast. Just then, another follower. She wondered why this was happening today. She was the plain Jane...the girl next door. .any kind of attention surprised her. Two minutes later, someone else joined the followers. This time she noticed it was her colleague Akash from work. He hardly looked at her in the office...and now...what was he doing following her? There was a strange mix of anxiety and uneasiness creeping within her. She thought for a moment and typed furiously on her cell phone. 'I think...' she paused, then continued typing, '...I am going to be the next big celebrity around here. ‪#feelinglucky ************* Tweet sent!! She smiled and checked her notifications again. Her boss had just 'favorited' her latest update. She was home.  It was time to log in from her desktop!