Emery Grace: Youtuber {discontinued}

tenth chapter

"So, yeah. Bye cousins." I watched myself waving goodbye and cut the rest of the video off before going to replay the newly edited video. Once I deemed it good enough, I saved it and transferred the extra scenes and bloopers to another usb I had. I collect them because if I ever have a week where I won't be able to film something, I would just edit these into a random video. I've done this for a grand total of four times and it's really helpful cause I didn't have to worry about filming anymore. Also, viewers tend to really like it when I make mistakes. -_-

I sat on the floor, in the corner of the book shop, just editing my video. Usually you would get kicked out if you do that, but Laila, the owner of the shop, understood that I concentrate easily when surrounded with the heavenly smell of books.

I swear it's like drugs except it's better because it doesn't really affect your health. This is probably my favourite smell on earth and it makes me want to be able to inhale longer just to keep smelling the scent. I just. I can't. I am literally fangirling over a scent like what.

After finishing everything that I had to do, I leaned my head back on the shelf behind me and stayed in that position for at least 30 seconds, scanning the books around me for something to read. Then I packed up my things and left, waving goodbye to Laila.

Eventually, I ended up in the same cafe that PJ and I went to. The girl at the counter waved to me in greeting and I recognised her as the same waitress who served us before. Figures, I mean, she does work here after all.

"Hot chocolate, please. And this one." I told her, pointing at a random pasta on the menu that looked delicious.

"You on your own today?" She asked. I nodded, before asking a question. "Would you like to join me?"

Quickly, she shook her head. "No, no, no. We're not allowed to eat from here when we're on our shifts. Might get fired. I'll just get you your order. Hope you enjoy!" Then she scuttled off to the kitchens to tell them about my order. I think. I don't know how their system works, I'm just guessing.

"Madame, may I get your order?" A voice interrupted my Tumblr time. The question confused me because I already gave my order. Also, the accent was French which was weird cause this is a cafe in London. And the servers don't have a French accent. This isn't even a French themed restaurant. What.

I looked up to see Joe Sugg standing there, exaggerating his gestures as he asks me for my order once more. I laughed and played along for awhile before he broke character and sat in front of me.

"I'm not even surprised anymore. Should I be?" I asked, referring to the fact that we keep on meeting unexpectedly.

"Nah, fate wants us to get together so badly," he winked at me and we broke into laughter again. It really surprises me sometimes how quickly we became friends. Even Amira and I didn't become friends this fast. It was more of like 'I'm tolerating you because we're going to be under the same roof for quite a while' at first, then we became good friends. But with Joe, we completely skipped the awkward part. I guess that's what happens when you accidentally hit someone with the shock ball. *shrug*

"Oh, I see you have company. You told me you were alone..." Elodie has reappeared with my drink, two glasses of water, and a teasing tone to her voice. I playfully rolled my eyes at her before sipping my drink as she asked for Joe's order. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but before I could ask she already left again to get Joe's order.

"By the way, Joe," He looked up at me from the dessert menu(which has so much amazing choices I can't even). "I'm pretty sure Madame is for Mrs. and I'm not exactly married, so it's Mademoiselle."

"Uh, no. I'm pretty sure it means the same."

"Joseph, my mother went to France. She told me this fact."