" we never thought this could ever be possible. A school built for those who wish to learn from the masters themselves. We built a place where you could blossom into something absolutely amazing, garinteing fame, fortune and wealth.
No, not gairntee. Infact most of you won't make it past 100,000 sub's. Hell Most of you will flunk at 67. But for the few who have...the drive, the passion, the will for your craft. You will make it! You will become the next top youtuber!" A woman in a tight purple blazer yelled out into a auditorium of odd teens.
A roar of aplose followed.
The woman bowed. " all right all right. Now for your start of year placement. As you know each of you have broadly different talents. From our hair and make up students, to our gamers, we are all unique. At YH we try to bring out that creativity and uniqueness. So we offer a wide variety of classes. Although there are some of you who's fields have not yet been explored so, you will be spending your days with our general managers. As pioneers in your subjects.
On the other hand the rest of you have specific classes and schedules based on your applications and talents with our knowledgeable experts. Furthermore every student MUST take at least one semester of basic editing." Several groans sounded from the audience. " Now let's get cracking!" The woman pulled out a tablet and began to scroll. Everyone in the audience went digging in binders and backpacks, for pens and sharpies.
The woman began to speak again. Quickly fixing her frizzy bun.
" when i call your name please write down your first class and join your instructors who will be posted under the signs. You will recive the rest of your classes from them. Okay. in game course one we have...
Jordin galstiff" a pimply boy scribbled down g 1 with a huge grin on his face.
" Blair brown....aurther motes.....Felix ka..ja.ummm I'm hearing you go by pewdie? "
A blonde boy with piercing blue eyes smiled, and nodded. He too rote g1 on his hand.
" moving along...peter quill....ken Morrison...Mark fishbach..." The list on for quite sometime being that almost every boy who attended youtuber high aspired to be a gamer. As the same for the girls all wanting to be make up or diy Chanel's.
The woman in the tight purple blazer read off sevral more lists such as, gamers 2 advanced, pranks with Mr.spalt, beauty year 1-4, hair makeup and everything sparkles, D I Y till you drop, vlogs trimester 1, behind the scenes advanced editing, educational and science for the smart, head start musicians, conspiracy theorists, inspirational messages, comic strips plus compilations, fitness coarse and stunts, and aspiring buzzfeed employees. it took what seemed like hours before there was only a small group of students left in the gymnasium. Scattered all over the bleachers.
A biracial girl with curly dirty blonde hair looked longingly at the woman in the blazer, hoping there was another group for her.
" ahh are pioneers!" The woman in the blazer who by now could be assumed as the principal said excitedly. " Sean mchoughlin! "
A boy with pointy ears and striking blue eyes came sprinting down the stands hyperly.
" das me alrigh" he spoke with a thick Irish accent, which took everyone back with surprise.
" just stand here honey." The principal spoke to him as if she was speaking to a 4 year old. " Gregory Jackson?"
An emo boy with long black hair and a depressed look on his face came glumly down the steps. The Irish boy Sean smiled broadly at him showing all his teeth.
" mykie..m"
" what? Oh that's me yay hi!" A absolutely stunning girl spoke with snowy white skin and long blonde hair. Her makeup was extremely extravagant, shades of black and gold sparkles splayed across her face making her appear as a goddess. She skipped down the bleachers happily.
" ryan Terri?" A boy with black slicked back hair except for the one curl that made him have that superman hair, couldn't stop gigling as he walked towards the woman.
Then finally all that was left was the biracial girl who began to slowly pack up her things. Her soft bouncy curls fell in front of her face as she leaned forward to pick up her things. Her eyes were a stunning green with tiny flecks of vibrant purple towards the center. She shrugged and headed down the steps her beaten army green bag in hand gently swinging.
" Indigo Echo Jones. " the girl said casually as she jumped the last three steps and landed with a hard thud on the cafeteria floors.
" my friends call me Echo, if I had any that is." She said her hands stuffed deep in the pockets of her ripped jeans. The other four students looked at her deeply confused.
The principal smiled warmly at her and then quickly whipped it off her face.
" miss Jones we denied your application, how did you even make it into the building?" The principal said bitting her lip.
Echo felt her heart sink to the floor. She took a step back and gripped onto a bleacher railing.
" I'm just kidding! Don't look so scared!" The woman smiled once more and let out a huge laugh.
Echo did a polite fake smile, but she was really burning up on the inside her hands tightening into fists.
" been wanting to do that to someone all day! You are indeed on our pioneers list please come with me. I am Ms.Anberry your principal, in case you missed it in the start of term shpeel." Ms.Anberry said excitedly smacking her gleaming maroon lips.
Echo rolled her eyes at the whole pioneers class. It simply meant they saw potential in them but they had no idea what to do with it or how to use it. So they stuck them in a class with a bland editing and YouTube political expert.
Ms.Anberry led the five threw the dimmly lit hallways. They passed classrooms choked full of eager freshman. ( since it was the schools first year it was solely populated by freshman leaving a lot of the school empty and soleless.) Fancy posters and sings read things like don't be a jerk and play pranks come unroll in athletics where you learn to do planks! Or hair nails and everything pink, come to beauty 1 where we don't stink.
Each one disserved its own special form of sarcastic gesture.
Finally they arrived to a huge blank classroom. It was at least half the size of the gymnasium. Although it was just a dingy white room with five tables with no chairs and some plastic tiles that covered the floor. Echo was not disappointed or excited, infact she couldn't care less what the room looked like, she was just glad it wasn't normal school.
" your supervisor \ instructor will be in shortly just wait here. I am so excited to see what you guys do!" The principal chuckled as she left the teens by them selves.
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Youtube Highschool
RandomWhat if there was a highschool some where. A highschool were instead of math and science you learned how to become a you tube star. That's what this fan fic is about. There will be ships and stuff like that. Like this see my other stories. You mak...
