You and I (Joey Graceffa)

A/N: This is a very old story, written in 2014 when I wasn't very good writer (not like I am anyways) so yeah read at your own risk.

Lina's Pov

I slowly start to stretch, moving my whole body and shaking all the tiredness I felt, but I knew once I get moving it will be gone. I swing my legs over the side of the bed, then I yawn loudly. I get up and make my way to the bathroom and I lock the door. I strip my One Direction shirt and shorts off my body and dropping them to the tiled floor. I turn the water dial to warm and step into the shower. I feel the warm water wake me up and relax my body. I turn off the water. I step out and wrap a fluffy purple towel around my body. I grab my blow dryer and dry of my hair. Then, I grab my straightener and straighten my curly brown waist length hair. I finish my hair and I quickly put on mascara on my eyelashes near my hazel eyes. I go to the closet to look for a cute outfit. I decide on floral jeans and a blue sleeveless top. I open my bedroom door and the wave of waffle smell hits me. I head downstairs and jump when I get to the last step. I walk into the kitchen and hug my mom.

"Good morning honey." She says to me. I kiss her cheek before opening a cupboard.

I grab a plate and pile 2 waffles on it. My 20 year old brother Josh comes down about 5 minutes later.

Josh has short brown hair that falls over his forehead, making him look mysterious. His brown eyes are spaced evenly from his nose and his high cheekbones make him look like a model.

"Lina you ready?" He asks me raising his eyebrow in suspicion, looking at my plate of half eaten food.

"Yup." I say setting my plate in the sink.

I hug my mom goodbye before we walk out to the car. I climb in and turn on the radio, the latest pop song coming on.

Let me start by telling you about me. My name is Lina Rose Staton, and I live in California, 20 minutes from L.A and I have a horrible past, but I'd rather not talk about it right now... I'm 22 and wish to be a singer or a Youtuber.

"How're you're college classes going?" Josh asks me as we pull out of the parking lot, heading to college.

"Good. I think I may be quitting though."

"What? Why?"

"Because. I feel like I don't know anyone there, I've been there since I was 21 and I haven't been doing that good. I just need a break."

Josh nods and we sit there silently.

"Don't tell mom please?" I ask him, making puppy dog eyes that always work.

"I won't."

We pull into the college and I run to my first class, like always to meet up with my friend Rachel.

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I walk out of the door of the college and walk down the steps.

I might as well go shopping because I need to pick up some stuff.

I walk down the sidewalk, passing fellow students, waving at some. I see a Whole Foods in the distance. Might as well go there. I go into Whole Foods smelling the smell of organic and natural stuff. I decide to go look at the produce. I walk over there and look at the kale. I reach for a bunch of kale when another hand touches mine.

"Sorry bout' that." A male voice says and I look up.

I recognize this person.

"Are you Joey Graceffa?" I ask him.

"That would be me." He tells me smiling at me, his green eyes searching my hazel ones, staring lovingly at me. Wait what? My mind is probably playing games with me.

"I've seen a couple of your videos, no wonder I knew you're name." I tell him laughing as I grab the bunch of kale I was reaching for earlier.

"Are you a psychopath?"

"You can say that."

"Well it's nice to meet someone who knows me and doesn't scream"

"Your welcome for not screaming and it's, nice to meet you too." I tell him.

"Ya... well maybe I'll see you around." He tells me grabbing a different bunch of kale and walking off.

I sigh, and head to a check out line.

I place my kale on it and the cashier scans it and I hand him my credit card.

He scans it and hands it back to me and I walk away with my kale in hand.

The sun shines outside and I walk to the bus stop just as the bus pulls up to my luck, at the exact same time as I arrive at the waiting area. This bus stops a block away from my house so that isn't to far.

I climb onto the bus and sit in a empty seat and sigh.

I just met Joey Graceffa.

I stare out the bus window as we pass houses.

I wonder what Joey thought of me? But wait, why should I care? He probably won't even give me second glance again. I mean I'm just plain me.

The bus stops at another stop and more people pile on the bus, a little kid sitting next to me.

"I'm Tommy." The boy says giving me a toothy grin.

"Well hello there Tommy."

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