Concussion •Miniminter•

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It was about that time in summer when you really don't feel like doing anything. So, instead, you lay helplessly on your bed looking at old YouTube videos that still curve a smile onto your lips. But as I did just that, little did I know I would be smiling at something a whole lot better than that. I immediately clicked on a twitter notification which led me into it's app. I was already wide-eyed, ready to see where the longing loading screen would lead me;
YouTubeV.Sfans: Congrats @baileyplayzfut you are the next chosen "other" in the match! See you in a month!
At this moment, my brother was probably concerned why I just screamed like I was being murdered. I mean, that wasn't completely false, my pessimistic self was just murdered. I replied saying;
@baileyplayzfut: It's an honor to be nominated! Thank you VERY much!

     Being captain of my varsity football team at uni, I think I had a pretty good chance at being picked, but I always had my doubts. But, that didn't matter anymore. I was chosen.

I jumped from my bed and headed to my brothers room, but I ended up almost crashing into him in our little upstairs hallway.

"Are you alright? I heard you scream and came to make sure you were alright," he explained, the wooden floorboards squeaking as he moved his weight from his right foot to his left.

"I'M GONNA BE IN THE YOUTUBE FOOTBALL MATCH!" I practically screamed at his face. He looked at me like a disappointed dad at a baseball game.

"I think you're lying," he bluntly replied.

"I'M NOT! Check the twitter account!" I told him to do. Our sticky feet walked into Jay's room and went to his computer. And there it was, my initiation tweet onto the "Fan" team.

"Oh my God this is amazing!!!!" And with excitement, he came up and brought me into a hug. He smelled like he had just showered.

     "I can't believe they picked ME out of the thousands that wanted to be picked!" I said after we broke our hug.

     I remember seeing that announcement on twitter, and Youtubers, like Miniminter and ChrisMD, retweeted it showing that they would be in the match. You could then DM the account and say that you were a football/soccer player, with proof, with how advanced you were, and you were eligible to be in the match. And apparently I was one!

"This is gonna be awesome! We're gonna travel to London, and-" Jay cut me off,

"Wait. You said 'we're?'" He questioned.

"Well, yeah, I'm allowed to bring one guest, so why wouldn't I take my favorite and only brother with me?" I put my arm playfully around his neck as we went downstairs to order food for dinner.

"Thank you," he said with a smile.

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"Oh my gosh guys, it's not that big of a deal!" I exclaimed to my friends as i looked at all the good luck cards in front of me. We had just finished my last practice before I had to leave, and they surprised me with a mini-party.

     "Yes it is Bailey! You're going to be in a FOOTBALL match against a bunch of famous YouTubers, it's a big deal!" My most wonderful friend Arya confronted me. I looked at all of them with a grin on my face and held out my arms, calling them in for a group hug.

     "You'll finally be able to talk to Simon without millions of other people around you or anything!" My other friend on the team said.

"I doubt that, I'll just be a neutral player, talk to them maybe once, and in the game we won't have time to talk," I explained. Of course they thought more would happen, because I was the "best of the team" or I was the "smartest" or "outgoing" and crap like that. Yeah right.

     "Whatever you guys say. I've gotta go now, my brother's waiting for me at our flat. Love you guys! Wish me luck!!" We hugged again, and said our last goodbyes.
I walked out of the Uni and got into the drivers seat of my car. I let out a deep breath.

"This is gonna be one crazy adventure."