While moving to British Columbia, you meet your favourite YouTuber, DenisDaily.
Your friendship grows and grows and you meet a few other friends too.
(In this story Denis is 17, you are 16. He may be 20 now, but hey we all have an imagination, rig...
I didn't really realize, I was so excited about moving, that Denis probably lived nearby.
And I would never see him again. Ugh. Why is life so unfair?!
Mum barged in, which, I will admit, was kind of rude, but she had food with her so I was okay with that.
"Mum I don't feel well", I decide to confide in her.
She stared at me for a while. "Yes, you do look a little peaky."
"Could we perhaps... I dunno call of the move?" I ask hopefully.
"Sure!" Mum's face was really happy.
Dad's was not.
"Sure! We'll call of the WHOLE move!" He grinned.
"Really?" Me and Mum asked in unison.
"NO!" He growled. "Now get packing, we leave in ten minutes."
I really needed to start understanding sarcasm.
5 minutes later, nearly all of my room was in my suitcase. The only things that were left were the walls and the lightbulb that had run out ages ago because Bella kept flicking the switch.
The moving van had left and Dad was climbing into the car. "No time to lose!" Dad had glanced at his watch for the one millionth time that day. We trailed to the car and climbed in the car. While drinking my bottle of milk (I hadn't had breakfast) I had to help Bella with her suitcase even though she kicked me in the face and I couldn't talk properly for the rest of the trip. I was very fidgety until Dad looked in the rear-view mirror and I had to stop.
The stare nearly turned my milk sour.
The atmosphere in the car that morning was a little uncomfortable and my mouth was still sore. So I lay back and dozed off.
We were driving into the driveway of the most beautiful house ever when I woke. It was amazing, it looked exactly like the flyers Dad had shown us a few weeks ago.
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We rushed in to the house.
Well nearly all of us. Bella was splashing about in the pool, fully clothed.
I decided to explore the beach that the house was set on. I sat down cross legged, running my hands through the sand. A shadow fell over me.
A rather tall boy/man stood over me. "Hey," he smiled.
I forced a cheery grin. What was he doing? He was practically in our back garden. Was he a robber?
I got up to leave.
"I live next door." He explained.
Oh.
"Cool" I grin. But he was a still a stranger even though he was our neighbour. Did I want anything to do with him?
Denis.
My emotions went from extatic to sad. Would I ever see him again? I noticed that the man/boy was still standing in front of me. He sat down next to me.
What was he on? Would he take the the hint and leave? I took a good look at him.
