The unwanted Vlogger: A Zoella Fanfiction

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Zoellas POV
I walked down the road full of cute little Brighton houses. My phone rang:Alfie.
"Hello!" I sounded desparate, i wanted news about Anabele and i wanted it immeadiately.
"um, zoe its serious. They said we were a bit too late to come and that the illness was getting worse. They said they will try their best but its a 25% chance she will live. Which means..."
"No this cant be. Are you SURE? Did they take tests?" I asked frantically.
"Calm down, Anabeles here with me we are relaxing on the sofa watching some disney film. Go to work she will be fine with me. i will explain more later" Then he hung up.
Life couldnt get any worse, i wasnt ready to lose Anabele. I bit my lip to fight back the tears, put on a brave smile and walked in...
The manager greeted me with a loving, warm smile. She was quite large with bouncing blonde curls and a colourful dress on. "Welcome, Zoe, right?" And pulled me into a hug.
"Yep. Is there anything i need to put on?"
"Awee arent you sweet! We are a colourful coffee shop so next time you dont HAVE to wear black!"
"Oh, sorry" i said awkwardly.
She handed me a pastel pink apron and a dainty pink sailors hat.
"No worries sweetie! Can you serve those girls over there first please!"
"Sure"
"Hi can i help y-"
"Your ZOELLA! Omg i loved you so much when i was younger! My dream was always to meet you and i guess now i have!"
"Oh ok well... Thanks" i was embarrassed; i was Zoella an internet sensation and now i am a mum of three with no husband and working in a coffee shop.
The day carried on, i didnt drop any plates but i did get confused with a few orders.
My boss, Mabel, is kind and forgiving so at least my job is one less thing i have to worry about.
"Bye honey!" She exclaimed and i returned a warm smile.
"GoodBye" i muttered although nothing about this day has been good.