Hey Guys!
I realised that I haven't made any authors notes at the beginning of any of the chapters yet and thought that I should start (better late than never, am I right?)
I'm really glad that you guys are really enjoying the story so far! It really means a lot since I have been spending a lot of time writing these newer chapters.
There are a few things I wanted to say after reading messages and comments:
1. I have a set idea of what events/people I want to have in this story so I'm very sorry to say that I am not taking requests for YouTubers at the moment… I might in the future but right now I have enough
2. I'm trying my best to update every Monday (Australia Time (Sunday Merica and Europe Time….)) and am trying to stick to that schedule… So there is no need to ask when the next part is coming…
3.I've decided I'm not going to be answering any of the comments in this story until it's complete because I written quite a number of chapters in advance and feel I would accidently spoil the story (I'm not good with secrets…) so don't think that I'm being rude by not answering your questions about the story… It's just I don't want to ruin it for you… It's for your own safety…
Anyways, Enough said. Lets get on with it
~BashFish
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The scrap of paper was scrunched up in a ball in my hand as I gazed at the door in front of me.
10 American Dorm One… This was it.
The fact that one side of the door was black with a little Cry drawing and the other purple with another drawing but of Minx made it a bit obvious that this was it. I suddenly didn't want to be here… I feel that it was a really bad idea to ignore Dan's warning but… By the sounds of things… I don't really want to be on Cry's bad side… So I'll continue to be friendly with him and see where it leads me.
My fist hovered over the door for quite some time before I gained the courage to finally knock, even though it was very soft. I heard a very soft 'Shit.' before a lot of movement could be heard behind the door. It was then answered by a woman with brown hair that was streaked purple. She was wearing a mask too.
"Can I help you?" She questioned me, not rudely but she still gave the impression that she really didn't want to talk to me.
"U-uhh… Hi… I-is Cry in?" I managed to stutter out as I knew the girl was glaring daggers at me behind her mask.
"He might… Who may you be?"
"P-Panda…" I extended my hand out, which shook violently in the open. "Nice to meet you...Minx"
She look from me to the hand then back to me again before taking it. "That’s a pretty stupid name"
"Gee wiz, thanks" I scoffed without thinking, pretty much forgetting about the panic attack bubbling up inside me. "So… Cry… he here or am I wasting my time?"
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YouTuber Academy
FanfictionStorm has been selected out of millions of applicants to be part of the Scholar program at YouTuber Academy... How will she go? Will she fit in... or will she be pushed aside in this world she is unfamiliar with?