Smosh, The Untold Story Of Their Life

Chapter Three: Ian Has A Secret?

(Anthony's POV)

Friday has finally rolled around and I can't wait to face plant into my big comfy bed. I want to wrap my body in a blanket burrito and hibernate for the summer. Sadly, I can't do that though. So instead I decide to write my journal entry for the day.

~Hey everyone! Its Friday! TGIF! WOO!

Anyways.. So last night something interesting happened. I found out Ian was keeping a secret from me and he was being really awkward about it. He won't tell me what it is! It's so confusing. Him and his bowl hair need to tell me his secret.

I wonder if it has to do with his rash...WHOOPS! Did I say rash.. I meant, uhh, cash! Yeah! Ha..ha..~

I'm an idiot. I though to myself. Slapping a hand to my face, I got up and left the room to go find something to eat.

(Ian's POV)

Hearing Anthony leave the computer room, I instantly ran in there to write my journal entry.

~Pssst! PSSST! Come closer! Guess what! I have a secret! And I'm not telling Anthony nor am I going to tell you guys. Sorry! But it's too risky!

Okay, maybe I'll give you a little hint..

It has to do with my hair.

You're probably thinking "Whoa, no way! Your perfectly sculpted bowl hair?!" Yep, I'm just that surprising.

Anthony thinks I'm hiding something so important his pants almost fell down when I told him something that might have given it away.

But its all good. He won't figure it out. At least not for a long while. I hope. It would be kind of embarrassing if he did.

Actually what am I saying. What were we talking about again? Tacos? I like tacos. Nom.~

With tacos on my mind I grabbed my car keys and went to retrieve a couple of them from Taco Bell.

(Anthony's POV)

~It's getting on my nerves that Ian won't tell me his secret. We are best friends. He should be able to trust me with everything. Okay, maybe not with everything, if you know what I mean..

From now on I am going to mention BarberShopPole every time I walk past him. MUAHAHAHA!

So later today we are thinking of going to catch a movie. We aren't sure which one yet. Maybe I can persuade him to tell me his secret while we are there. I hope he won't get too angry with me..

If he does then it might make it hard to make videos with each other.~

(Ian's POV)

~So it's around 5:30pm and Anthony and I are about to go see a movie. To be more specific, Abduction. It was Anthony's idea, not mine!

And when I was walking to the bathroom earlier Anthony started bugging me about barbershoppole. I wanted to take a spiknifork to his soul!

No one! And I mean no one! Talks about barbershoppole to my face without getting injured.

I will get my revenge. Soon. I will.~

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~MUAHAHAHA! I got my revenge!

So when we went to the movies Anthony got soda and some popcorn, right? Well I took his soda and popcorn and poured it all over him! He was a sticky and buttery mess! Ha! Serves him right!

Plus he has been trying to butt into my business. If I don't want to tell him my secret, then I don't have to. Sheesh.

He tried to get me to tell him my secret when the movie was playing. It was so firetrucking annoying!~

(Anthony's POV)

~Hey guys. Im sticky. And not in the way you are thinking. Pervs.

Ian poured soda and popcorn on me while we were at the movies and he kept screaming at me saying,"I WILL TAKE A SPIKNIFORK TO YOUR SOUL!"

I freaked out! He had a creepy demon voice.

I ran out of the theatre almost in tears. Don't judge. I am very sensitive..

Anyways! Since Ian still isn't telling me his secret, I guess I have to figure out a plan B to squeeze it out of him.

Anyone have any ideas?~

(Ian's POV)

"HEY ANTHONY! Don't firetrucking steal the computer when I was in the middle of my journal entry! OKAY, BITCH?" I yell over his shoulder after his abrupt interference.

"Whatever," he mumbles under his breath and I can tell he is annoyed.

"Don't 'Whatever' me!"

"You're acting like your my mother," he complains.

~I am not acting like your mom!

And, no, I'm not responding in my journal entry...oh wait...

JUST SHUT UP ANTHONY! YOU'RE NOT MY MOM!~

(Anthony's POV)

~Wow, Ian. Just, wow.

I wouldn't be surprised if his secret was that he were actually a girl. He sure acts like one.~

Feeling a hot breath on my neck, I turn slightly to find a frustrated and hurt Ian staring at the screen over my shoulder. Before I'm able to say anything, he bolts out of the room and into his own chamber. I hear the click of the lock. Great.

Ugh. Looks like I have to have a long conversation with him tonight.

Like every other night...

~Well I guess we will talk to you guys later. BYE!...

Oh wait Ian's not here to say bitch. I guess I have to do it...Bitch...

I hope he isn't too angry with me.~

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AWWWWWW! Poor Ian! ANTHONY, HOW DARE YOU CALL IAN A GIRL! NOW HIS FEELINGS ARE HURT! JEEZ ANTHONY, DONT BE SUCH A DOUCHEPICKLE!

Lolol XD

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