"Charger?"
"Check."
"Camera?"
"Check."
"Tampons?"
"Che- wait, fuck off!" I laughed and threw a pillow at Marcus and shoved a couple more articles of clothing into my suitcase. "I made breakfast!" Marcus screamed from downstairs. "What time is Sam picking us up?" I asked as I raced down the stairs and shoved a piece of toast into my mouth. "Seven." Marcus said with a mouthful of toast. I did a sideways glance at the clock. 6:45. I ran upstairs to get dressed and pack the rest of my equipment up.
"Ashleeeeeeeeeeeeeey!" I heard a familiar voice screech. "Saaaaaaaaaaam!" I screeched back at him. I ran down to hug him. "Are you excited for Vidcon?" I gave him a questioning look. "Are you fucking kidding me?! Of coarse I am!" I beamed. He smiled and helped me bring my bags out to his car.
"A new one again?" I asked Sam glancing down at the red mustang. "Well, there are gonna be fit girls at Vidcon, right?" He asked. I just rolled my eyes and got into the car. "Wait for me!" Marcus yelled from the front door. "Um..actually, no. This whole time we were planning on going without you Marcus. You can't be in our youtuber club. Sorry." Marcus looked hurt. I was trying so hard to hold in my laugh. "B-but Ashley, we're siblings." Marcus said, looking like he was about to cry. "Jesus Christ, Marcus. How gullible are you?" Sam laughed. Marcus visibly relaxed and laughed a little bit. "I can't believe you bought that." Sam shook his head. Marcus blushed as we headed off. Only four more hours.
"And if you-oo-oo, you want me too-oo-oo, lets make a moo-ove. Yea! so tell me girl if every time we tou-ou-ouch you get this kinda ru-u-ush baby say yea yea yea." Marcus and Sam sang for the billionth time. "And let me kiss you!" They belted out. "Oh look," I said trying to get them to stop singing. "We're here." I said pointing at the building Vidcon was in. "Yaaaaay!" Marcus cheered. "You know, I love you guys but, sometimes it's hard to forget you're twenty-two." They both just looked at me and continued singing the song. Even though the cd was off.
"Hello!" A friendly looking woman greeted us outside of the Vidcon building. "Welcome to Vidcon!" She beamed. "Marcus Butler, Sam Pepper, and Ashley Butler, correct?" We nodded. "Since You're all in the vlogging category, you'll all be at the meet and greet table at the same time." We smiled and I did a fist-pump in my mind. "Then tomorrow from five to twelve there's a V.I.P party where the youtubers and some selected fans will 'kanoodle' if you will." I could tell Sam was holding in a laugh. "We've arranged hotel rooms for you already. Sam, you have your own room but we thought it'd be okay if you and Marcus could stay together in a room?" The lady asked. "Of corse!" I nodded and smiled politely. "Here you go, dears." The lady handed us our hotel keys. "Please meet here at two o'clock today." We nodded and smiled.
As soon as the lady walked away, Sam bursted out laughing. "Kanoodle! Who the fuck says kanoodle?!" Marcus and I just shook our heads and ignored him.
When we got to the hotel, we said goodbye to Sam and agreed to meet him down in the lobby at one thirty. On the way up, we saw a maid. "Wait! You two!" She stopped us. "No sex in the beds, yea?" She asked with a Spanish accent. Marcus and I probably looked disgusted. "Um..no ma'am. She's my sister." Marcus said. "So no sex, yea?" Marcus gave her a weird look. "Yea." Marcus agreed awkwardly. The maid pursed her lips and walked away. As soon as she left, Marcus and I bursted out laughing. I clutched my stomach from laughing so hard. "That's too good!" I said in between laughs.
Marcus was my brother/godfather. When our parents died, he became my official guardian. Since our parents were loaded, Marcus bought us a huge house in London and some camera equipment and guess what? Apparently, YouTube likes us. It was only about a year before we became official partners. and because of our parents money, neither Marcus or I have to work.
"Ten minutes!" Marcus yelled as I rushed to finish my makeup. "Nine minutes fifty-eight seconds!" Marcus yelled again. "Nine minutes fifty three..." Marcus laughed. "Nine minutes-" "Marcus?" I asked. "Yea?" "Shut up." I said plainly. "Okay!" I could practically hear him beam from the other side of the door.
I was almost finished putting on makeup. I don't put on blush, you know why? Because my brother and I have already got that covered. We seem to have built-in blush on our faces. "Alfie said he'd meet us in the lobby!" Marcus jumped up and down as I exited the bathroom. Marcus and Alfie had been best friends since they were little.
"Why do you look so grown up?" Marcus asked me. "Well, maybe it's because I almost am grown up." I rolled my eyes. "Hey, you still have a year and a half. And even then, if you want to, you can stay." I rolled my eyes again. "Don't worry Marcus. We'll discuss that in a year and a half, okay?" Marcus nodded sadly. We heard a knock on the door. Marcus opened it and in jumped Alfie and Sam. "I thought we were meeting you in the lobby?" Marcus asked skeptically. "We were but you assholes took to long." Sam glared at us. "I checked the time on my phone. 1:40 the bright numbers on my screen read. "Oops." I said void of any sympathy.
"Hi Ashley! I haven't seen you in a while. You look different." Alfie said smiling. "How so?" I asked. "...Hotter." He smirked. Marcus's head shot around to Alfie and glared at him. I smiled and rolled my eyes knowing he was only doing that to piss Marcus off.
While we were walking downstairs, we caught sight of some other youtubers in the same category as us. I can't say I didn't fangirl at some of them.
When we got downstairs, we saw a bus driver holding out a sign with the names of all the vloggers that were going to be at the meet and greet. I caught a couple of names like Dicasp and JacksGap. I knew Jack but I've never met Caspar.
"Is that all of you, then?" The bus driver asked. We all nodded as he sped off to Vidcon.
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Trapped
FanfictionAshley Butler is a fifteen -almost sixteen- year old youtuber. Everything is happy unicorn rainbow-land until they go to Vidcon. Them and the rest of the YouTube community is trapped in a building with a psychotic serial killer. The only problem is...