Pixel's POV
In the morning I wake up on the floor as usual. I run down stairs but end up FALLING down the stairs instead "GOD DAMN IT" I yell at myself, getting up. I end up having an hour left before I have to go to school, so I lay on my couch and play on my phone.
----------------1 hour later---------------
I run to school as I notice their are hardly any students there, so I sit down on the front stairs as I look through YouTube. "Aren't you supposed to be in school?" I hear someone say, "why do you think I'm here?" I say "...your PixelGaming, aren't you?" The person responds, but then I notice its a voice that I've heard from watching their videos, which I will have to admit my mind advised me to look at people while in a conversation or else envisioned as rude. So I look at who I was talking to only to see Cryaotic, one of the reasons I had started my channel. "Yep, why do ya ask?" I question "eh, no reason, do you mind if I sit with you?" He asks, I nod as I take my laptop out of my bag and open legend of the brofist. "Im not far into the game, wanna play?" "Sure" so, we take turns playing until school starts. When the bell rings Cry asks me what classes I have, he ends up being in my homeroom, art, music, and history along with Phil, Minx, Dave, Mark, MatPat, Nate, Jack, Chad, Aphmau, Pewds, and Lauren.
