The New Cliché (YouTube)

Chapter 1

~ Note ~

This fan fiction is made to let the fans of YouTubers come and enjoy a good story about humor, love, and maybe even drama! Hopefully you will enjoy this as much as we will enjoy writing it. We all want to meet our favorite YouTuber. Who doesn't!

Thank you and have a wonderful day. :)

-M & A

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I packed my suitcase neat and organized before I ran downstairs. I heard my phone ring it's usual jingle and answered. My mom greeted me hello before she asked, "Where are you going too again, McKenzie?" I sighed impatiently, "I already told you, Mom! Andrea and I are going to take a plane down to California so we can go to Vidcon, a convention all about YouTube. We might even meet other famous YouTubers there!" I knew she had no idea what I was talking about when she didn't answer for a few seconds. "...And who are they?" I groaned annoyed and sent her pictures of Tobuscus, Pewdiepie, Anthony and Ian from Smosh, CinnamonToastKen, and my all time favorite, Cryaotic. "...Why is that one wearing a mask with that weird face on it?" I stared at the phone with a blank expression on my face before I answered again with an excuse. "I have to go, Mom! I have to pick up Andrea from her house and then drive all the way down to the airport. I'll tell you what's going on when we get there. Love you, bye!" I hung up and finally walked out the door.

I drove down the road listening to "Animal I Have Become" by Three Days Grace. I still don't know if I'm even going to see Cry. He doesn't usually go to these conventions, since he doesn't want his identity to be revealed. I'll just hope for the best, be thankful for any YouTuber we spot, and enjoy that I'm even going to this! I finally drove up to my best friend's house. I wonder how long it takes for Andrea to get ready? I honked the horn and waited patiently, listening to the end of the song.

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I was packed. I was well rested and dressed and ready to leave. So why am I still sitting here? Oh yea. I'm terrified. For so long in my life I have wanted this. To go to Vidcon and meet my idols. So why was I still sitting here? Because, what if I mess up? What if they all think I'm a loser and talk about that one weird girl after Vidcon is over? What if I'm too fangirly and all? What if? That's why I'm still sitting here, on my bed, with my suitcase sealed and my shoes on. I stand up only to sit right back down.

"I can't. They'll all hate me I know it! Andrea, this is your happy confident side speaking. You can do this. They'll love you. Now get your ass of that bed and go!" I get up and grab my suitcase and go across the hall. To get breakfast. Well that was anticlimactic. As I pour cereal I hear my friend outside honk her horn of her car.

"Jesus fucking Christ. COMING!" I grab my suitcase and forget all about my fear and cereal. I'm going to Vidcon. Nothing can stop me. Not now. Not ever. I straighten my Tobuscus shirt and walk out of my house with my new found confidence.