Mistakes Of Love

SMP

-*Minx*-

TODAY was the day everyone was flying out to Florida for the Dream SMP meet up. First was the Dream Team, Feral Boys, The Manhunt people, and then the order of when people were added. Continuously telling Dream that I really didn't have to go to the meetup since I never streamed on the Dream SMP, but he had insisted.

When mine and Schlatt's plane hit Orlando, my heart started racing, knowing that if I fucked up, all my friendships were done for. Most of these people had never met me in real life, so the mere thought freaked me out. What if they don't like who I really am? What if I have a manic episode and they think that I'm fucking insane?

All these thoughts didn't seem to bury themselves, instead I found myself back out at sea once again.

The words my thoughts repeated pelted against my skin as cold rain. The drops had stung my warm skin, as if it were bee stings instead of water droplets.

Standing in the middle of the ocean, the waters were swirling with dark rage, the waves crashing with intriging thoughts of myself that I never wanted to think of or to do again.

Screaming, the wind tore at my dark clothes, causing them to flap wildly against my body. My body had felt numb as my knees hit the cold waters.

Through my tears, the ripples seemed to gently rip the waves apart. Ripples, whose gentle sounds seemed so familair.

"Becca? You alright? Our baggage is ready."

Johnathan's steady voice broke me out of the stupor.  "Yeah, I'm just really nervous. It's not everyday you meet the people you've called your friends for so long. Plus, I hardly ever leave the house."

Schlatt gave me a gentle smile, "It's okay darling, all the people you call your friends love you. They won't judge you for anything you do, and if they do, they need to take a look in the mirror. They're minecraft roleplayers, there's not much for them to judge you on."

I roll my eyes and scoff, "You're a Minecraft roleplayer, you have very little to say."

"My character was an alcoholic, I think I'm fine."

"Wilbur's character is a zooaphile, he's still a roleplayer."

Johnathan laughed and grabbed my hand, taking our baggage as we left. Clicking on Dream's contact, I called him, "Hey Dream, Schlatt and I are in Orlando, do you want us to get a uber to your place?"

"Uhh, actually I'm on my way, George's plane should be there in five minutes. I am currently ten minutes out."

My jaw dropped in surpirse, "Wait, George isn't there yet? I thought he would've been one of the first ones there."

Clay laughed, "He came here like two weeks ago! Just something, uh, happened and he had to leave for two weeks."

Schlatt joined in, "Did he confess his feelings or something and leave in a hurry, afraid of rejection?"

"WAIT, HE TOLD YOU?" Dream yelled through the phone, Johnathan sat there bewildered, but with a smirk.

"Nope, I just guessed all of that."

Dream hung up, and suddenly I was assulted with someone's arms around me. Small man arms.

"Hey Minx, Schlatt!" A british voice spoke out. I smiled, "Hey George. I didn't know you had feelings for Dream."

The poor Brits face went red, but pale, "Did, he, uh tell you guys?"

Schlatt once again laughed, "Nah, I guessed it correctly."

We sat down, waiting another five minutes for Dream to come. It was pretty nice talking to George. Him and I did talk once in awhile after the whole Love Or Host fiasco. Dream had started this whole fake act of hating me, just for clout.

Out of nowhere, the British brunette let out a small scream, I looked over and saw a tall blonde, sort of muscular frame, pick him up and spin him around. I cleared my throat, and Dream looked over at us, "Oh! Hi guys!" He beamed.

I cackled as George sort of shyed away from the public view, of course some people were looking at us. A group of teens has mosied over to us, "Oh my god! It's JustAMinx and JSchlatt! AH! GeorgeNotFound! Oh my gods!"

Dream tried his hardest not to wheeze, as a petrified look filled George's pale face. "George, is that your boyfriend?" George smiled, "Yeah, it is. I wanted him to come meet everyone else!"

One boy in the back snickered, "Are you sure Dream is okay with it?"

Dream nodded, "Of course I am okay with my boyfriend showing me off to my own friends."

All those teens look starstruck, "Oh my gosh! DNF is real!" Another girl pumped her fist, "Called it! But, the real question is, is Schlinx a real thing or is that all for the camera's?"

Johnathan wrapped his arm around me, and pressed a gentle kiss on my lips, "Yep." Schlatt said with a hint of pride. We took pictures with the teens and decided it was time to leave the airport before other fans started hurtleing towards us.

Schlatt and I hopped in the backseats while George rode shotgun with Dream being the driver.

After 20 minutes in the car, we had arrived to this gorgeous house right on the beach. There was a short driveway, but there were gates, and the house was a brick style. The palm trees hid the yard from view.

Dream looked at Schlatt and I, "Welcome to my home!"

We grabbed our belongings and hurried inside. Immediately, we were greeted by a brownish cat with white on it's belly. I picked her up and she immediately started purring. "Well, Minx has already met Patches."

From down the hall, there was excited talking and loud laughter. You can't expect 34 people in one house to be quiet. We made our way  around the corner and saw faces we had recognized.

A small girl with bubble gum pink hair and a tall blonde ran towards me. "NIKI! TOMMY!"

((Guys, I think this story isn't good and the plot was totally different in my drafts. So, lets see where this goes and I'll decide on whether to end this story soon or to keep going with it. And originally I had Technoblade in here, but due to the events, I don't know if it would be right to keep him in it or not. Thoughts?