Hema and I walked down a long corridor to get to our room. Our room number was 1:8.
"You wanna do the honors?" I asked Hema.
"Nah. What if it's like Outlast when there was a guy swinging by a rope covered in blood? Today is literally the only day where I look actually look decent!" Hema said.
I shook my head and laughed because she was scared of the most non-scary things. I had to figure out which key was the one for the door. There were three keys so I just jiggled the first one inside. It didn't work. I jiggled the other key inside the key hole. It made a click sound so it's obviously opened. I turned the doorknob and quickly pushed the door open. It smelled nice in here but the beds were way to close to each other. Hema skipped inside and pulled the bed on the left side more towards the door. I pushed mine towards the window in the corner.
I went in the bathroom and Hema went in the closet. The Bathroom was white and the walls were covered in diamond shaped tiles. It smelled like plastic. I love that smell. It's weird, I know but I love the weirdest smells. The shower curtain was white with black buildings on it. Just like New York. Not. The soaps were blue and green. I took the green one and carved my name in it with my pinky nail. There was a bar in the shower right under the soap holder. Why-who-what is the point of this? Do people do ballet in the shower? The sink was really clean but there's not much to say about it. It's a sink. The mirror above the sink has a black frame around it. It looks like it was made from wood since there's a lot of carvings into it. It looks like Rose's hair from Steven Universe. That's cool.
I push myself out of the bathroom and tell Hema to hurry up out of the closet. I open my suitcase and pull out my vlog camera just in case something cool happens. Hema comes out with someone else's white jeans and yellow long sleeved shirt.
"Bro, it's too bright for my eyes. Imma turn blind. Who's clothes are those even? We're they in the closet?" I asked her. She flips the birds at me and I said "I don't swing that way, I like guys." She rolls her eyes and smiles. I open the door for her and I follow her outside door. She locks it and I walk back down the corridor towards the exit. Hema runs up to my side as we leave the hotel.
We walk to the gaming convention, well know as PAX. It was like a block or two away from the hotel. It was a long walk, but we didn't feel like running into anymore Denards. We walk into the festival and go up an escalator. More people behind us come in up the escalator. Once we reach the top I get so excited because I saw people wearing my t-shirts. I am with my people. Embrace me. I click my camera back on and I do a 360 with the camera above my head.
"What's goooooood? We finally reached PAX and it's about to be lit!" I say to the camera.
Hema looks at me like I haven't done this before. I start walking amongst crowds and fandom groups with my camera in hand. I see a familiar face. It's one of my favorite gamers!
"It's Poiised...and he's wearing my t-shirt! Oh snap...should I tap him? I'm not gonna tap him. Should I though? Nah. You know what YOLO!" I whisper yelled to the camera.
I skip up behind him and tap his shoulder with a huge smile. He turns to face me and he stops smiling. Instead he gives me a shocked look as if life isn't real.
"Yo, this is not happening, man. This is not happening,maaan." Poiised says with disbelief. He's actually really shocked to see me. I could tell he was a fan cause he was wearing my t-shirt. I'm really happy he's a fan.
"Ayee, what's good? It's ya boy, Poiised!! This dude is a legend, you should sub him on YouTube, guys!! L.M.A.O, guys, he's so shocked." I say to the camera. I press the pause button.
Poiised gives me a squeezy hug, I almost stopped breathing. He's about 5 inches taller than me, making me feel short. He smells like pizza, which he probably ate without me. And I can feel his ribs in the hug. He's really warm though. Thankfully, he let go before I died of strangulation.
"Yo, this actually you? You the real CøøkieGirl??"
"The one and only. Hehe."
"It's an honor to meet you. I hope I meet you again in the future, but for now I gotta go to my panel before I'm late."
"It was a pleasure to meet you too, now go to your panel before they forget about you."
He shakes my hand and Hema's hand. He runs off to his panel with a smile on his face. He's amazballs.
"Hey, I'm gonna go back to the hotel. I don't feel too well." Hema tells me. She looks really weak. And not like she always does. She looks like she's about to die. I give her a hug and ask her if she wants me to go with her. She shakes her head, no. I give her a nod and watch her leave just to make sure she doesn't go the wrong way.
After I see her exit the building, I continue my adventure to meet more fans and hopefully some youtubers. I click my camera back on.
"Guys, Hema want feeling so well so she went back to the hotel. I don't think she ate on the plane. Maybe she did. I don't know. Maybe it's that time, ya know? Hehe. Anyways, I'm on an adventure to meet some more of you guys. Hopefully I see a lot of Cøøkies here."
I walk aimlessly throughout the second floor of the building. I met eight Cøøkies here so far. That's not what I meant by a lot. When I say a lot, I mean like twenty through thirty. Oh well. I get hungry and I go back downstairs to the cafeteria. This place is gigantic anyone could get lost! I go to the food booth, take a tray and let me do my stomach's bidding. I'm not on a diet so I get some mac and cheese, chicken, dumplings, broccoli, shrimp, and some rice. I go to the cashier and he weighs my food. He looks Nigerian but that doesn't really concern me much.
"$5.62" He says
I pull out my wallet and gave him a $10 bill. He gives my my change, but with an extra dollar. I pretend I didn't see it so I hurry and shove it in my wallet. He takes the tray and puts my food box in a plastic bag. I was about to ask him why did he take the tray, but he gave me an extra dollar so I didn't say anything. I sit at a table in the back with two seats alone. As soon as I opened the bag I noticed that almost the whole cafeteria was full of people, most likely gamers. I take out my food box and the hot water around the edges burn my fingers. I didn't want to make a scene so I quickly removed my fingers and wiped them on my pants. I used the fork to take out the staples and the box opened pretty slowly. Pretty weird but boxes still be boxes.
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CoryxKenshin: Samurai Dreaming *finished*
FanfictionGiselle, aka CookieGirl on her youtube channel meets CoryxKenshin at PAX. Giselle believes in love at first sight but her head has something else in mind.