Chapter 3

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         I have to wait for either Sam or Trevor to get out of the car and Sam gets out first. Ricky carried my bags and I carried my guitar. I followed Connor and Ricky up to my new room. When I walk in the room I am totally flabbergasted! The walls are red and there are paints for me to paint the walls with. There is a king sized bed with a blue chevron blanket and matching pillows. Next to the bed is a desk. On the desk are notebooks and sketchbooks. Along with pencils, crayons, colored pencils, and markers. There is also an Apple iMac and a vlogging camera, along with a mini Apple laptop. In a corner in the room is a tripod and hooked up to the tripod is a camera. On the other side of the room is a dresser with a mirror on it and a make-up box. and then next to that is a closet. "Do you like it?" Connor asks me

         "No. I don't like it." I say and his eyes drop, "I love it!!"

         He smiles a really big smile. "Okay. Well you get unpacked and then you can join us in the living room." Connor says

         The two boys leave. I start to unpack my stuff. Thirty minutes later I'm done unpacking my stuff. As soon as I walk downstairs I instantly regret it. "Alright guys, this house meeting is now in order!" Jc exclaims

        Oh god. "Alright Dall we have some rules." Ricky states... Dear lord

        "Rule number one is also applying to Trevor too. No dating each other. Get it, got it, good." Connor says starting his next sentence

        That's not fair. I like Trevor like why? "Wait that's not fair you're not even his dad!" I exclaim
  
        "She has you there Franta." Kian says agreeing with me
Connor sighs. "Fine. But if you hurt her Trevor. I'm not even going to say what's going to happen to you." He says firmly

        "That it?" I ask putting my hands together. This couch which I've seen so many times in the O2L videos is very uncomfortable
Connor shakes his head. "Umm no. When you leave the house you are to tell Jc, Ricky, Sam, Kian, or I. Curfew is midnight and you get laundry as a chore." Connor finishes his list of rules. "Oh yeah. Here is the list of every YouTuber in Cali around the area and not around the area." He hands me a piece of neatly folded paper, "If you're ever alone and need some help with something or just want to hang out with one of them then call the people on those papers."

         I nod my head and stand up. "I'll be in my room." I tell the 6 boys staring at me

        Sam followed me. But he wasn't following me into my room he went into his room. I shut my door and lay down on the king size fluffy bed. There was a light knocking on my door. "Come in!" I called

       The person named Kian Lawley walked into my room. "So. I want to know if like the things in here. Do you?" He looks up at me

       "Yeah. I do especially the sketchbooks and notebooks." I answer his question honestly

       "I thought you would. Connor wanted to get Barbie dolls and teddy bears. But I convinced him that teenagers don't like that stuff." Kian lightly chuckles,"I'm glad someone else in this house besides me likes art."

       I laugh with him. "Thank you Kian." I say standing up and embracing him in a gigantic hug

       He returns it. "You're welcome." He kisses the top of my head and gets out of the hug

       He walks out of my bedroom and I smile. At least I'm not an art geek. "Call me if you need anything." He says before shutting the door

       I lay back down on my bed and try to stop thinking about Trevor. Yeah no not happening.

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