It's All Online // A Cube SMP FanFic

Sixteen

Somewhere along the way I knew this was a terrible idea, so after not a long time of contemplating, I turned to walk home. When I do get home, Liam asks where I was and I just say I took the long way home from school. In a way, I kind of was.

I had a long talk with myself on the way home, while listening to my favorite band, Big Time Rush.

Things weren't like they used to be. I walk always happy, even when I was in the crappiest circumstances. Now I feel like I'm being a little drama queen, and making life a lot harder for Liam and Parker, who are low key my parents. Things are going to change.

I sit down at the table where they are doing homework. "Hey guys!" I say, cheerfully. They look at each other. "Hi..." Liam says, as if he's talking to someone he kind of hates. I give a sarcastic look and go to make pancakes. "Do you want some?" I ask them. They nod their heads and I continue to make some. When I finish, I put them on plates and bring it over to them. They say thanks and continue eating. I put my head in my hands on the table, bored. I think a little bit and grab my YouTube notebook. I realized that I haven't uploaded in a while. I decide to ignore it instead of acknowledging it.

I haven't done a night routine in a while, so I start planning that out.

Scene 1: Walking through the door, taking off shoes, putting backpack down.

Scene 2: Making a fruit salad or something like that, because I always do that. Go to sit by tv to watch YouTube vids.

Scene 3: Goes to play minecraft with guys, time lapse.

And continued on...

I start filming and it doesn't take me too long. I really enjoy it. The guys help me film a little bit, seeming happy to have me happy again. I sit down at my desk to start editing and I look at the time; 11:55 PM. I decide to make the thumbnail tonight and edit during lunch tomorrow, in the library, as per usual. Good to be back.

When I finish the thumbnail, I picked out an outfit for the next day... (Sabrina Carpenter tour shirt, skinny jeans and converse) and put my hair in braid for beach waves when I wake up.

I lie in bed, falling asleep without a thought. Well, with a thought, but that only thought was Good to be back.