What an A** - A Hat Films/Yogscast Fanfic

Chapter 9 - First Date (Minecon Day 3 Part 1)

AN: Thanks for 250 reads! Sorry for the late update, I've been really busy lately. :D

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I wake up at 7:00 am so I can get a quick run in before my date with Alex. Wow, a date. It's been a while since I've been on one of those. I quickly get ready, then start on my 3 miles.

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I check the time on my phone 16:03. That's more like it. I smile, then go back up to my room to get ready. I decided to go casual, slipping on some denim shorts and a printed, light pink tank top. By the time I'm ready, I still have half an hour left, so I start setting up my sound equipment so I won't have to do it later. At 8:00, I hear a knock on my door.

"Ready when you are!" Alex calls.

"I'll be out in just a minute!" I reply. I release my hair from the messy bun it was in and tie it up into a high ponytail. When I walk into the guys' room, I see Ross talking to Alex, both with serious expressions. When they see me, they smile. "Hey, Ross, can't believe you're up this early." I laugh.

"Just thought I'd see you two off." Ross yawns. "I'm going back to sleep after this."

"Alright, then."

"Well, have fun you two." Ross gives me a quick hug, then gives Alex a stern nod. Boys.

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Alex walks out of the room, me following close behind. Once we get onto the street, he starts talking. "Soooooo, sleep well last night?" He laughs, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Pretty well, despite your snoring."

"Hey, that wasn't just me, you know. The other guys were pretty loud, too."

"I'm pretty sure you were the loudest, though."

"How do you know?"

"Well, I know what Ross's snore sounds like 'cause he's my brother. He's loud, but not too loud. Except when he's drunk. Chris's snore is softer, but more high-pitched. And then there's you."

Alex laughs. "I can't be that loud!"

I roll my eyes. "Whatever you want to believe."

"You snore pretty loud too, you know."

"Hey! I do not snore." Great, now I sound like Sjin.

"Whatever you want to believe." Alex teases, mimicking me.

"A**!" I playfully shove him in the arm. "I don't sound like that!"

"I don't sound like that!" He echoes, high-pitched, trying to copy my voice.

"Woah. I am not that high pitched."

"Woah. I am not that high pitched." Alex waves his arms around in exaggerated motions, making him look like a teenage girl.

"Oh my god! Stop it!" I whine.

"Oh mah gawd! Stahp it!" Alex exaggerates.

I pout, crossing my arms. Alex stares at me, smirking.

"I'm not saying anything."

"I'm not saying anything."

I stop walking and face him, stomping my right foot.

Alex just laughs. "You look like an angry toddler!"

"I do not!"

"Aw, having a tantrum, are we?" He makes a sad face.

"Aargh! You're unbearable!"