The next morning, I woke up way too early. I decided to scroll through Instagram, seeing a bunch of notifications in my account. Some more people started following me and I detected the reason soon. Jimmy has tagged me in a photo with the boys that we took yesterday evening at our gaming night. I liked the post and scrolled through the comments:
So, who's that girl?
Whose girlfriend is that? Better not Karl's! 😒
Damn that girl looks fine. 🥵🔥
Lol that's Keira! Since when does she hang out with Mr.Beast? 😳
Smash!
I bet there is a video coming with the Beast Crew and Keira.
The comments about me were mixed. Some people recognized me and speculated about a possible cooperation between me and the Beast Crew. Some others thought I was hot and yet others where mad about an unknown girl hanging with the boys. All in all the comments were positive and as a person from the internet I'm also used to the negative ones. I always ignore them if there isn't any constructive feedback. Some people are just unsatisfied with their own life and instead of changing something they are mocking people on the internet. It's just stupid spending so much energy on hating people you don't know and it is also wasted time to think about their comments. I shared the post in my story, put my phone away and decided to get ready.
I changed into a dancing outfit, brushed my teeth and put some light make-up on my face. I checked my phone, realizing that I still had some time until Jimmy would pick me up again. I answered some of my Instagram DMs and headed downstairs as Jimmy wrote me, that he arrived at the hotel parking lot. As usual he opened the car door for me and I took a seat. "How was your night?" Jimmy asked me as he started driving. "Pretty good, I was so exhausted, I fell asleep in like 5 minutes." I answered him. "I'm glad you haven't died in a car accident caused by Chris' driving skills." He joked. "There were some situations in which I saw my live flashing by and I started praying for the first time in my life." I smirked. "Really glad you made it. Wanna grab some breakfast again?" he smiled at me as we stood at a red traffic light. I nodded and he drove us to a modern looking coffee shop.
We drank some coffee, ate breakfast and joked a lot. "You still like your hotel room? If not, I can book something else for you." Jimmy asked me. His concern was really sweet. "I still enjoy the room but sadly there is no one who brings some champagne and drinks it with me." I laughed. He joined my laughter and we continued talking about today's dancing session. "Today there will be some more crew members because we wanted to film from more angles. And I want to make a teaser post for the upcoming video with you. I hope you're fine with this?" "Of course." I answered him and became a bit anxious again. I don't know why but the thought of meeting new people always causes me anxiety. This anxiety always exists before meeting the new people but in the situation itself there isn't any problem and I'm confident. I'm just a big overthinker I guess.
After we had finished our breakfast Jimmy wanted to pay the bill again. "Jimmy, please let me pay this time." I told him. "But I invited you over so you're my guest." He responded. "I know but I feel really bad about this. You've done so much for me already and I honestly don't feel good about someone paying all my stuff." I answered him honestly. "Okay", he sighed "I don't wanna make you feel uncomfy." "Thanks.", I smiled at him. I really started liking Jimmy as a friend obviously and I don't want him to think that I only hang out with him for his money. Also the fact of men buying me things doesn't suit my feminist trait.
We left the coffee shop and drove to the Warehouse for the next lesson and I needed to take a big breath before I entered our training room. "Guys, this is Keira, our dance teacher." Jimmy started introducing me to everyone and I really tried to memorize every name of the team. I already knew some of them from the videos I have watched but especially the filming crew was new to me. After the introducing part was done, we started with our second dance lesson.

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Dancing with the Beast
FanfictionKeira is known for her dance tutorials on YouTube. Still quite depressed from her recent breakup, she receives a weird Instagram message from MrBeast who asks her for some really awkward dancing lessons. After giving it some thought, she decides to...