Emery Grace: Youtuber {discontinued}

f i f t h c h a p t e r

I'm on Twitter... again. I mean, if I had to choose between Twitter or Tumblr, I would go with Facebook. (Woah, so random) I don't understand why people hate on Facebook. All you have to do is not add anyone, or add only people who aren't annoying. Then you just follow pages of Best of Tumblr and things like that. You immediately get screenshots of the best Tumblr posts. Tumblr annoys me sometimes because for me, it either takes too long to load everything or too fast when I just saw something really cool. I also have the choice of Wattpad and my other fanfiction websites, but that's a whole different story.

Continuously scrolling and favouriting some tweets, I noticed that one of the most recent tweets was made by PJ. I decided to direct message him, because why not.

@elEMenopi: yo peeeeejjjjjj mah man wassup homie

@elEMenopi: Remind me never to do that again, please. What's up?

@KickThePJ: Hey Em, hahaha. Nothing, just working on some short films to... film. It's been a while, I heard your back in London now.

@elEMenopi: oooOOOoOoHhhh Who told you? A little bird? An imaginary friend? HmmmMMmmMmmmmm????

@KickThePJ: Em, pls. You tweeted it and made a video about it.

@elEMenopi: Oh, right, anyways, wanna meetup soon and just catch up or something? I'm free tomorrow until 8th of October.

@KickThePJ: I have something on 6-8. How abt tomorrow? At the mall we last went to when we went to buy some materials for one of your videos? There is this great coffee shop there and the hot chocolate is fantastic, you'd love it.

@elEMenopi: Yeaaahhh. Sure! I'll see you tomorrow then, sometime at 2pm? I gotta go, have some guests coming over.

@KickThePJ: Right, see you then! Try not to scare your guests away :)

I laughed as he teased me before tucking my phone away and going out of my room. I crossed the hallway to Rami's room. Her door is literally in front of mine and I just take three or four normal steps to get there. I slammed the door opened and let myself fall face-first on her bed when I realised she was on her desk editing some photo. Then I lifted my head and placed my chin on the palm of my hands.

"So, dearest Rami, how are you holding up? Are you prepared for the arrival of Joe and Caspar?" I asked, acting like a professional interviewer. Which I'm horrible at. "I'm very calm, thank you very much. I will be very calm and normal, so don't fûck it up." She glared at me before returning to her work. I rolled my eyes before changing topics.

"What's your recent article about? You wrote it or edit photo only?" I asked, partially interested and partially just looking for ways to pass time as we waited. Her gaze never left the computer as she replied to me. "I'm just editing the photo. It's about some sort of tips to cleaning the garden. Absolutely boring, honestly." Then the doorbell rang.

"Oh my gods, help." Amira whispered quickly as she immediately faced me upon the sound, wide-eyed. "I'm a liar. I'm not ready." She added while smiling nervously. I chuckled at her before standing up and throwing her an assuring look.

"Hey, if I can keep my calm when I unexpectedly met RHPC, you can find your chill when you meet Joe and Caspar." I told her before leaving the room and rushing to attend to the door.

"Hey!" I greeted the two guys who were panting, out of breath, and carrying their bags that were filled with the things they need.

"Did you take the stairs?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. They nodded and I let them in. "Would you like something to drink? I know it gets hella tiring when you climb four flights of stairs." I asked as they put down their bags on the floor. They politely accepted and I went to the kitchen to get each of them a glass. They followed and sat on the counter, waiting patiently for their drinks. I set the glasses in front of them and they gulped it all down quickly.