"One whole 24 hours until I bored my flight to Cali!" Bee says very excitedly. "I mean,
"I can't believe it's already the end of June," I say with a sigh. By this point I was hoping to have a lot more accomplished by now.
"Don't be sad! Come on, you have two months of summer! Don't get all I'm already 18 and I haven't done this or that yet! FOR GODS SAKE I'M 21 AND I HAVENT ACCOMPLISHED THAT MUCH EITHER!" Bee scolds. I guess I shouldn't be that upset but I just get the blues of how I've been alive for, technically, 19 years and yet I haven't traveled, found love (even if we were to break up) or gotten a real life job. Don't get me wrong, I love YouTube. It's just not something permanent, as much as I wish it were.
"Hey, I'm at 98, 022 subscribers!" I cheer. This took me out of my mood.
"Hey didn't you promise at 50k you'd do a draw my life for 100k?" Bee asks.
"Um yeah but I don't know about it," I say.
"It's not as scary as I thought. I wouldn't suggest waiting. It's even worse if you put it off," bee says trying to reassure me.
"Yeah but there's stuff that even you don't know. I set it at 100k because I thought that was an unreasonable goal, I didn't think is actually have to do it," I say. The only one who really knows everything is Will.
"I think you should do it. It's feels as if a heavy weight has been lifted off my shoulders. You should film it because you'll probably hit it during Vidcon!" Bee says. She's more excited than me, weird.
"Yeah but then it'd be like I'm copying you and-" I say trying to get myself out of it.
"I did mine, how many months ago? Like four or five, you're good," she says. "Go film it and edit it. If you really can't post it, then don't. Just film it."
"Yeah, yeah I think I will!" I say. For some reason I'm feeling it. There's too much stuff I've kept and feel bad about. "Before this excitement goes away, I'm going to go film it!" I say and log off the team speak.
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After settings up my vlogging camera that I bought for Vidcon, and my white board, I start drawing.
I had already wrote what I was going to say, so I just had to draw it in pictures.
Once all the pictures were drawn out, I uploaded the footage to my computer so I could edit it. I sped up the clips and took out some bits where I messed up.
Then it was time to read what I had written before.
After multiple attempts, some where I start crying, I finally got it done. I layered it on my video and watched it all. Mine was a little shorter than bee's but still 21 minutes.
It was done. I upload it to YouTube, making sure it was on private.
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Later that morning I started doing my laundry. I still haven't packed, even though I leave tomorrow morning.I hop on a teamspeak with graser and will while I wait 50 minutes for the washer to finish.
"Brook!" Will says when I join.
"Willy," I say with a baby voice.
"Gwasy!" Graser says making will and I laugh.
"Hey, who is staying on the hotel floor?" I ask. I open up my browser to look at Twitter.
"Um I know poke, will and tofu are in one room, and then straub grape rusher and I are in one, Ryan and Jordan are in one but they're already there, and then there's h, parker and tybzi in a room and Dfield Dylan and two other people I can't remember," graser says.
"Okay, cool!" I say. I'm so pumped for this.
"Holy shit brook you're at 98,352 subscribers," will says.
"Woah really?" Graser asks.
"Why do you both sound so surprised?" I ask jokingly.
"You're probably going to hit 100k this week," Graser says.
"Hey, what about your draw my life?" Will asks.
"Yeah I filmed and edited it. It's uploaded too, just on private," I reply.
"Did you include everything?" Will asks.
"Yeah pretty much," I say and then take a gulp at what that means.
"Really?" Will asks again.
"Yeah, and don't make me chicken out!" I say.
"What's so scary about it?" Graser asks.
"That's ironic coming from the most private person on the Internet," I say teasingly.
"Fight me," Graser says.
"Less than 24 hours it's going down," I say playing along with the joke.
A/N
NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE THE START OF VIDCON YAY
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Give Me Love (cubesmp)
Fanfiction"Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt, All I want is the taste that your lips allow, Give me love,"