Artemis
I picked up my bottle and drank half of the water hoping it would calm me down. I still can't get over the fact that people are here to see me, and maybe my loser brother too. You see, my brother Apollo and I are vloggers and right know we're at our first playlist live setting up our booth.
"Hey! Help me fold these fucking shirts!" Apollo said, snapping me out of my thoughts as he waved merch at my face.
"Calm down dickweed." I smirked, then stood up to help. But then quickly sat back down.
"The fuck Mis."
Tyler fucking Oakley just walked by.
"I'll just get all the T-shirt money if you aren't helping." Apollo pouted. His back was turned and didn't see who just passed by.
"Hey I'm gonna..go to the bathroom." I said,my eyes still following the youtuber.
Before my brother could say anything I was up and heading in direction Tyler was walking. Then I stopped. What was I gonna say to him? He probably doesn't even know me. Fuck it. I jogged toward him. He said that he watched some of our videos and I even got him to be in one of my vlogs. After taking a few pictures security came up to us.
"Hey! Get back to your booths we're opening the doors!"
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Fanfictionfan-zone/fan-zoned/ noun: merely being a fan and thought of as nothing more