YouTube Life

Chapter One

My P.O.V (also, in this fanfic Meagan and I are 17 turning 18, and all the YouTubers are their ages IRL
I wake up to very loud, obnoxious knocking on my door.

"WHO'S THERE!" I yell irritably.

"Your mom!" Replies the person on the other end in a mocking tone. It's Meagan. She's making fun of me because I answer "your mom" to pretty much every question.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT!" I yell.

"IT'S 8:00!" She says.

"YEAH SO?!"

"IT'S SEPTEMBER THIRD!"

"YEAH SO?!" I repeat myself.

"SO IT'S THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL IDIOT!" she yells, opening the door and walking into my room. She grabs a pillow off of my couch and throws it at me. I throw it back to her and bury my head under my pillow.

"I'm not going." I mumble, pulling the blanket over my pillow.

Meagan sighs and a few minutes later I hear her going back upstairs. I try to fall back asleep, but a few minutes later, I hear footsteps coming downstairs.

"The benefits of having a bedroom in the freaking basement! You get to hear everyone coming up and down the stairs!" I grumble to myself.

"You're the one who wanted this room." says a voice from the doorway. It's Nate.

I lift my head up from under the blanket and pillow.

"Can't anyone get a decent sleep around here?" I ask.

"You had all summer for that!" he says. "You gotta go to school now."

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"I hate school. It's like prison for the innocent."

"If you go to school I'll walk you."

"Nope. Still not going."

"We can do a duet for my channel when you get home." he says, smirking.

(In this fanfic I can actually sing)

"Ugh! fine." I say.

"Told you she would listen to you. You owe me ten bucks." Meagan says to Nate.

"Ugh!" Nate shakes his head and goes upstairs, followed by Meagan.

I sigh and get out of bed and start getting ready. 

On my way upstairs, I see Shane's dog, Uno, laying on the floor outside my room, pouting and trying to burry his nose in his paws.

Once I get upstairs the smell of waffles and burnt plastic hits my nose, and I understand  what Uno was doing.  I start coughing immediately.

"Omg Shane! What are you making for breakfast?" I ask, holding my nose.

"BARBIES!" Yells Shane, snort-laughing and bringing me a burnt Barbie on a plate.

"Okay, even  though I hate Barbies, Shane, you need a life." says Meagan from the table.

I take the plate from Shane and stare at the disfigured doll.

"This thing is MANGLED!" I say. Nate holds up his hand for a high five. I high five him and sit down at the table.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Meagan groans, putting her head down on the table.

"Okay, anywho, what's actually for breakfast?" I ask.

"THESE!" Shane says. He holds up some kind of pink latte drinks with sprinkles and lucky charms on top.

"Okay enough jokes I'm hungry!" I say.