Clueless // Supernatural & Dan and Phil [ D I S C O N T I N U E D ]

1. Moosepuppy and Batman

"Hello, beautiful internet people!" Sat on my bed, I grin widely and wave my hands manically. "Welcome back to my channel! If you've never seen or heard of me before, my name is Arianna, but on YouTube I am known as AriannaIsAwkward because, well, you guessed it, I'm an awkward little panda!" I pull my long, blonde, just short of mermaid hair, onto the top of my head and make a stupid face.

I look down towards the viewfinder on the floor to fix my hair; my soft curls falling every which way. I laugh at myself and, shaking my head, I mutter, "What am I doing with my life."

I look back up at my camera in front of my window. The white paint is flaking off of the pain and the glass desperately needs to be cleaned. There's green mould growing on the outside.

"Anywaay... So, today I wanted to talk to you abou-"

BANG BANG BANG

I'm interrupted by a loud knock at the door downstairs and some very aggressive barks. I frown and turn my head towards my bedroom door. I roll my eyes and shout to my Dad to answer it and then yell at my dog, Rumsfeld, to shut up.

I clap my hands together and compose myself, putting a smile back onto my face. "Right, today I want to talk about fem-"

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG

I am interrupted yet again by a knock at the door and even louder barking. Confused, I stand up and press the red record button on my camera to stop it recording. I open my dark blue bedroom door and shout to my dad again. I then promptly hit my forehead with the palm of my hand.

Dad isn't home. He told me last night that he might be gone when I wake up because he found a werewolf in the next town over. I didn't realise he wasn't home this morning. We don't really talk until at least 1pm.

You see, my dad and I hunt monsters. Well, I say my dad and I - it's more like I try. My dad won't really let me. He's just scared that I'm going to get hurt, like when I was 13. I mean, come on, I was 13. Most 13 year old girls are hunting for Barbies, not demons. Now I'm only allowed on harmless hunts, which almost never happen, so I'm left to fend for for myself at home and do research while dad, or whichever hunter turns up at our door, gets to do the fun stuff.

Oh yeah - you heard me right, I said monsters. They're real. Vampires, ghosts, shapeshifters. They're slightly different from the stories but way more scary.

About 5 years ago I decided to start making YouTube videos in my spare time because I was bored out of my brain. I really enjoyed watching people like charlieissocoollike and Jenna Marbles so I thought, what the hell, and I made my own channel. My first videos were really bad and make me cringe but people seemed to like me as I soon took off and now I'm at 2.3 million subscribers, which is crazy.

Who wants to watch me? I'm just Arianna. I'm weird and awkward and I eat way too much Nutella. I live on a junk yard outside a small town in South Dakota with my drunk dad.

"I'm such an idjit." I sigh to myself as I jog down the stairs.

I see a large Rottweiler at the bottom of the stairs barking at me and wagging it's tail violently making the rest of his body move with it.