It read 'Error 824578 This User Does Not Accept Invites Unless In Party Or Online, Private User'
I sat there and tears ran down my cheeks. What on Earth would I do now? That was for sure my only chance to ever talk to Dan... Would people even believe me now? I sighed and sat down. I wouldn't get anything accomplished without sleep, so I decided to go back to bed. I woke up the next morning and headed into town. I loved living in Orlando, getting to go to Playlist LIVE every year. Maybe I could meet Dan then. But it wouldn't be enough time. This was going to end so fast. I showered and got myself looking pretty dolled up and set off in my car. My heart beat quickly in my chest. So many YouTubers to meet!
I pulled up and walked in.
"You've got the wrong building Miss." A man grunted towards me.
"You mean, this isn't where Playlist Live is?" I wondered aloud.
"Nope, It's about an hour away. Sorry." He said and I walked away. I checked my phone and my heart sunk deep into my stomach. It was half past noon and Phil and Dan were only going to be around until one thirty. My chances of seeing them now were so slim. I climbed back into my car and continued the journey to the correct place. I got there with three minutes to spare. I bounded into the building and ran the the right place, flashing my ID as I went. Then I heard the accents!
Yes they were still here! Then Dan's voice floated along the speaker system.
"You guys were awesome! See you next year!"
Then the applause was deafening. When I opened the doors they were gone.
My emotions welled up inside of me. It was so unfair! I tried so hard to meet them and nothing would work! I needed somewhere to cry, but the building was so populated. I ran to the hotel desk in a wild fury. I begged them for an empty room. They said only one was available,because one Youtuber had to cancel there room on the penthouse. I said that would be perfect. I didn't worry about the money at the time.
They handed me the key and I hopped in to elevator. I didn't even notice the guy wearing the gray hoodie in the back. I hit the 45th floor button. The elevator began to rise, but then suddenly got stuck. Was this really happening? So I crouched in the corner of the elevator. Then it all happened. I started bawling. I couldn't help it, my emotions welled up inside of me and flew out like a fountain. After a few moments of utter misery, the guy with the hoodie sat down next to me.
