Another Move

Chapter Four, Back In Britain

-Hazel's Point Of View-

"And the announcement is..." Alexys and I hit the table for effect, 'drumroll', you may know it as. Hi, hello, I'm awkward. Alexys and I looked at each other and said, "WE'RE MAKING A CHANNEL TOGETHER!" We had another Hyper Rush. Hyper Rush: When you literally cannot contain your excitement. I went to a party store and I bought five confetti blasters. Jack, Finn, Dan, Phil, and Courtney blasted them while Alexys and I danced obnoxiously to a dubstep song.

Cut back to the table, which was set up kind of like a news table. I really don't know what I'm talking about half the time. We were still recording.

"What will you do on this channel, you ask?" Alexys tried to keep a somewhat contained smile and failed, "What we always do, we answer!"

"Yes but how do you put that in words, Alexys?"

"Besides being awesome? Hmmm...let's just say more of Alexys and Hazel. Challenges, races, all that fun stuff. You can't really put our awesomeness into words, now can you?" Alexys looked at me.

"Sure can't." I smiled at the camera. "Looks like we're done awesoming it up here. As for now this is Hazel,"

"And Alexys,"

"Signing off. Until next time,"

"Ah buh bye." Alexys waved.

Jack pressed the button so it would stop recording. "Job well done." He clapped.

"Thanks Jack." I smiled as he went to his and Jack's room.

"Who's editing this time?" I asked Alexys who took the camera off of it's stand.

"Can I do it? I edit faster!"

Every. Video. We do together (which is A LOT). We have this. Same conversation.

"But is it a job well done?" I gave her a look. We're both great editors - you really can't choose who's better.

"Nose goes!" She slammed her hand on her nose.

"Hey that wasn't fair!"

Alexys sung/laughed (yes, both.) What Makes You Laugh. Just look it up on our worksite, YouTube.

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"Done and loading!" Alexys announced. "New video, big announcement. Uploading. WERROWW! :D" Alexys read from her computer as she tweeted it. The :D face - Alexys' :D face was something...special. It reminds me of a Shane Dawson expression. As we said - you just simply cannot put what Alexys and I do into word form. You just have to be there.

"We should celebrate. Why? Why not? I mean it's only another awesome channel." I had a short conversation with myself.

"Drunk Just Dance 3 it is! Imma call Phillip Boy and make him go buy alchohol." "Phillip my boy! Would you like to buy us some of the finest liquid in England?"

"Alexys..." Phil appeared out of nowhere, holding his phone to his ear.

"PHILLIP! Whaddaya say!? Yes!? Good boy!" Alexys patted him on his head. "Wait! Where did you come from?! AHHHH!" She flailed her arms, running around the couch.

"Alexys! It's time to calm down! Shhhh!" Dan shushed her. I have a feeling they never went back to their own apartment. Alexys laughed hysterically. "Alexys. Lay down." Dan laid her down. If you don't know yet, Daniel and Alexys are dating. They're so adorable together!

"Ha! She has to lay down!" I laughed. Ha! Nevermind! She ran into the kitchen, where I was. Thank god there's an island in the middle. She grabbed a plastic fork laying around. I looked down to see if there was anything useful.

"Choose your weapon wisely, Harris." Alexys smirked. "As if it'll make a difference."

I shoved the drawer open below me. yes! Silverware drawer! The Irish luck has struck again! May the Irish gods be with me!

She went to the left. I went to the right. She narrowed her eyes at me and tightened her grip around the fork. I decided to play with her. I went to the left, causing her to move the the right. Bad move, Schmidt. I smiled and went to the right after she was to the left. I went to the left after she finally caught up with me. I ran out of the kitchen and juped on top of the couch, holding my knife out as if it was a big sword. I turned, backing up until I couldn't back up any farther on the couch. Alexys had juped on the couch also. Yes! Plastic silverware fight! We were imagining that we both had big swords and death of the opponent was victory. Alexys knocked my plastic knify out of my hand. This means death for me!

"NOOOOO!" I jumped over the back side of the couch. Okay, I'm gonna have to give up soon. I'm losing my breath. I threw the apartment door open and ran out. Let me explain this while I'm running - when you stepped out of our apartment, you would see a - hmmm how do you describe this? - this will probably be confusing. Deal with it. There's like a waking space, which goes from the doors of the apartments to the railing. There's like a big space (Did I mention we're on like a fourth floor of an apartment building?) in the square. Woohoo confusion! I ran around it, casually doing a fairy jump once or twice. I ran back into our apartment, sprawling myself on the floor on my back. Yep. Gave up. Dan, Phil, Jack, Finn, and Courtney were standing to the sides of my death bed.

"Have a nice death Hazel!" Courtney waved.

Alexys came running in, holding her wimpy fork by her head, kind of like James Bond would hold his gun, slammed the door shut with her foot, and knelt down beside me. She raised her fist up, ready to 'kill me' (Dan stole it out of her hand before she 'stabbed' me) and hit her fist against my stomach. She ignored the fact that there was nothing in her hand. That's how we roll. She closed her eyes, breathing kind of heavy, and fell backwards. My feet were by her head, vise versa. Alexys held her hand up for a high five. Of course I high fived her back.

Jack and Finn started a slow clap, followed by everybody joining them. Ah this is fun. Alexys and I helped each other up.

"Well played Schmidt." I shook her hand.

"Good try Harris." She patted my hed. "Better luck next time." We bowed together, taking in the applause. "Alright Phil. Ready to go yet?"

"Erm yeah. Let's hope I don't totally freak when I see a person. Wait. I don't have any money"

"Here's some. Get something classy." Alexys gave Phil some money. "If you have issues deciding, just text me nonchalantly."

"I will. Hook up the game and then when I come back we can have some fun. Bye guys!" He waved and left.

"Jack! You hook the game up! I'll get the ever so useful plastic wine glasses. I have a feeling he'll pick wine. How? Well that's just my bro-senses!" Alexys said. 

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"It took you long enough."

"There was a big line, Hazel." Phil shut the door.

"I told you he'd get wine! Ha!"

"Oh my god no way." So much excitement.

Alexys popped the cork to the first bottle. "WOOOOOOOO! Pick a song Hazel! Who's playing this song with us?"

"Me!" Courtney raised her hand.

"Me too!"

"Well get up there! Kay! Courtney here's your drink. Hazel. Yours. Phil. You just don't drink. Probably a good choice. Don't let any of us out of the apartment. We aren't supposed to be drinking yet OH OKAY we're going!" And we started the party. Dan and Jack and Finn watched us, trading spots every song or so. We got pretty drunk..it was hilarious...well, I mean Alexys and I were there...