Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

The rest of the time we were at Youtube live were fun too. Each day we gave a different performance, improvising. later, many people had wanted to take pictures of us, and get our autographs. It was fun, and all the fans were pretty awesome.

So apparently Ian was helping Carla get me and Anthony toether. Maybe he really does like me. No way. But I guess its ok to hope.

Finally, it was over and we were going home. We were in the same limo that we took when we got back. I didn't really want to go. It was tons of fun. But maybe we'll go again next year.

When we were in the limo, we were joking around, which somehow ended up becoming a food fight. There was a few snacks in the limo so we were throwing them at each other. And the driver was definately not happy about it. Let's just say he threatened to let us off in the middle of the highway.

"Samantha. I'm bored." Carla said.

"What do want me to do." I asked her.

"Why are you being so bitchy. Is it someone's time of the month?" She asked.

"God Carla, how did I get stuck with you?" I asked her.

"Well once upon a time there was a magical llama. It met a unicorn and they had beers. The unicorn brought the llama home and they did certain things which I will not go into detail about. Nine months later, we were born. The llama and unicorn were still too drunk to care about children, so they dropped us into an orange lake and we magically flew to different homes. Somehow we lost the ability to fly and destiny brought us together again. The end!" She shouted. We were all laughing.

"Ok, I have many things to say about that." I said after I finally stpped laughing. "1, unicorns don't exist. 2, how would they get beer?. 3, we aren't llama-unicorns. 4, there are no orange lakes. 5, how could we get the ability to fly and then lose it? And 6, What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"1, they exist in my mind. 2, they got it by being awesome. 3, PROVE IT! 4, How do you know? 5, I don't know. And 6, many, many things." She said. Ian and Anthony were laughing.

"How are you guys so hilarious?" Ian said.

"Cause we are epic." Cala said.

"Yes, but I'm the smart one." I said.

"Hey! I'm smart-ish." Carla shouted.

"Ok than answer this." I said. "If I have 11 ice cubes, and you have 20 apples, how many pancakes would fit on the roof." She thought for a few seconds.

"Umm...is the answer...girraffe?" She said.

"Nope. The answer was purple, because aliens don't wear hats." I said.

"I have rubbed off on you." She said. "I'm so proud."

"Yup. You have corrupted me." I said. I turned to Ian and Anthony. "Would you guys believe me if I said that before we were friends, I was always the quiet one?"

"No way." Anthony said.

"Yea way." I said.

"But then we met, corupption happened, and now we're both phsycos. But I think she's starting to be a little more phsyco." Carla said.

"Said the girl with a knife collection." I said.

"You have a point there..." Carla said. We talked some more about how Youtube live. I'm still shocked that so many people wanted our autographs.

Finally, we got to our house. Carla was the first one out.

"FREEDOM!" She shouted at the top of her lungs.

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