Inside Youtube- A Krinx Fanfiction

Chapter 7- Minx

April 6, 2015

  Are you mine? Are you mine?

'Cause I stay here all the time

Watching telly, drinking wine

Who'd have known? Who'd have known?

When you flash up on my phone

I no longer feel alone, no longer feel alone

I lay down on my new bed, smiling in joy as I hear the door click shut behind her. I felt like I would never stop smiling, that I would be stuck like this forever. She was just so perfect, too perfect even. I mean, sure she must have imperfections like everyone but to me she was something that I never wanted to let go of. Even though I'd only known the woman for about fifteen minutes I knew that she was someone I could relate to, someone who I could love. I hadn't felt that way since...no. I couldn't say it.

But yes, I hadn't felt that way since Liz, since she last smiled at me. Even though Krism was Hispanic she was an uncanny image of Liz, personality wise. She just had that carefree attitude of someone who knew people were going to like her. Her eyes always seemed to shine and her mouth playfully smirking. She seemed to float everywhere with an aura of happiness. I slunk onto the floor, deep in thought, my purple streak hiding my face. Someone as carefree and perfect as that had to have a boyfriend; she probably didn't even like girls. Why choose plain old me. I sighed in contempt. I didn't stand a chance with someone like that. But she seemed to like me, as a friend at least.

I smiled to myself. She seemed like she was worth it, I could pretend I just liked her as friend, just so I could be near her. I sat up then, smiling wider. I would do this! We would be best friends! It would be the best thing ever, next to dating her of course. I longed to run my fingers through her long hair, but that would have to wait.  I looked around my new room; it was amazing, nothing like I was used to. At home I lived modestly, even though YouTube gave me enough money to live a little better. I preferred a house big enough for two, not a mansion like some YouTuber's wanted. That just wasn't me. I needed to put up some posters or something to really make it mine. I looked over at my suitcases, stacked neatly in the corner. Did I really have to unpack right then and there? I was reasoning with myself. My room looked nice now and unpacking everything would lead to random piles of mess.

My stomach rumbled. That settled it, I was going to get something to eat and leave all of this stuff here. I checked my phone. It was already five in the afternoon, time for dinner. I realized that I had been sitting in my room thinking about Krism for over an hour. I laughed at myself. Freak. I listened carefully and heard Krism shouting profanities, and someone else laughing. Someone must be losing at a game, I thought. I stood up and walked over to the bathroom, looking in the mirror. I looked as good as I was ever going to today in my causal outfit. I was set. I crept out of my room and began walking down the huge staircase to the dining room. I heard aimless chatter and when I arrived downstairs I saw it. The table was packed with gourmet looking food of all kinds, with a huge tablecloth and velvet chairs. I saw the others wondering around and setting various things onto the table. My mouth watered just looking at it. If the food was this good I would get fatter than I already was.

I walked into the adjoined kitchen and almost ran right into Mark, who was carrying a couple different salad dressings. He steadied me before I fell and laughed. "Watch where you're going Minxy Moo." I laughed. "Right back atcha Markimoo!" We laughed and he stepped around me to put the various dressings on the table. I sighed. "Where did all this delicious food come from? Don't tell me you did all this?" I would be shocked if Mark the bachelor cooked us a gourmet feast. Marzia called to me as she set a bottle of wine at the table. "Actually there is a private chef. He cooked all of this, can you believe it?" I was stunned. We, the lowly YouTubers, got a private chef? My eyes widened, taking in the meal before me. "Wow. Count me in." Mark laughed. "We would've come and got you anyway. This is not a meal to miss." I smiled and sat down in the nearest chair, in the middle. There didn't seem to be anything for me to do, so I decided to just wait it out. I stared into plate in front of me, my mouth watering just thinking about the food. Felix and Cry each sat on either side of me.