Mari, Wes, Lasercorn, Flitz and I walked out of the airport to go and meet Cat, our tour guide, who I knew through tumblr. The flight was long and quite annoying, seeing as I was sat between Mari and Wes, who were very hyper. I suddenly spotted Cat's bright blue hair and ran over to her. Everyone was calling for me to wait up.
"Hey, Cat!" I said, almost rugby tackling her. Saying I was excited to meet my internet friend is an understatement. Everyone caught up with us.
"Harley!" She squealed. Wes, Lasercorn and Flitz covered their ears, obviously not used to girly squeaks like Mari and I were.
"Hey, I'm Mari." Mari introduced herself.
"Hi." Cat greeted, with a little wave.
"Have you stopped screaming yet?" Wes asked, pulling a face. I reached up and pulled his hand away from his ear, indicating that we had.
"This is Wes, Flitz and Lasercorn." I pointed to each as I introduced them. We all got a taxi back to Cat's house, seeing as we had so much luggage. I realised during the car journey that British people drive on the wrong side of the road.
We reached Cat's house, which was huge!
"Oh my god!" Mari said excitedly.
"It's like a palace!" Wes exclaimed.
Lasercorn and Flitz stood there, their mouths agape. Cat opened the door and showed us around. She let us dibs rooms. I called dibs on the biggest.
"Well, you should all get to sleep, seeing as it's like two in the morning." Cat said, going up the stairs.
*The next day*
TODAY WE'RE GOING AROUND LONDON! I'm pumped because we're going to see 221b Baker Street, AKA Sherlock and John's house. We were walking down a place were there were loads of shops. Mari and I saw a shop that sold band shirts and went in. We each picked up so many. But there was a problem. Everyone else had continued walking. Mari and I were lost.
"Shit!" Mari said.
"Ah fuck. No service." I said holding up my phone.
"What are we gonna do?"
"Maybe we can see if we can find a phone box?"
"It's worth a try."
We walked down the street, in the direction we'd been walking before. We walked for half an hour before someone stopped us.
"Excuse me. Are you Mari and Harley from Smosh Games?" The girl asked.
"Yeah, we are." Mari said smiling.
"Oh my lord! I'm such a huge fan of you guys! I've been watching you since the channel started. Can I take a selfie with you guys?"She asked.
"Sure you can! And thanks for supporting us all this time." I smiled.
She handed her phone to Mari and we took about five pictures. Mari handed it back."Here you go,um?"Mari said, as if asking her name.
"Oh, I'm Quinn and thanks very much. Oh by the way, you guys look kinda lost."
"We are." I sighed."The others walked off."
"Oh, is there anyway I can help you?"
"Well could I call Wes from your phone?" I asked.
"Yeah sure." She typed in her password and handed the phone to me. I dialled Wes' number. It rang twice before he answered.
"Hello?"
"Wes! Thank the Lord. You guys left me and Mari! Where the heck are you?"
"Calm down. We're at Baker Street."
"How are we suppose to get there? We don't know are way around London!"
"Ask whoever you're with to give you directions."
"How'd you know we're with someone else?"
"There wasn't a caller ID."
"Oh okay. See you in a bit, Wes."
"Bye."
I ended the call and deleted Wes' number, for obvious reasons.
"Hey, Quinn, can you direct us to Baker Street?"
"I can take you there, if you want. I'm guessing you want 221b."
"Yeah, thanks."
"No problem. Let's get going."
We soon reached the others and I introduced Quinn.
"Hey, traitors, this is Quinn. She's part of the SG alliance."
"Hello, Quinn. It's nice to meet you." Flitz greeted.
Everyone else said hey. We took another selfie with Quinn and then she left.
That day, we learned a very important lesson. The SG Alliance are there for us.
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