My YouTube Life [ON HOLD]

6: The 18th Floor

Nicole has been driving for the past hour. In that hour, I've finished editing 1 of my videos, and now I'm working on my 2nd one. I decide that I'll post the newly edited video on my channel tomorrow since I'll be busy unpacking and greeting fans today.

I look up from my MacBook Pro's sceen and out the window. A couple seconds later, we pass a big mall. Thankfully Nicole didn't see it and start screaming. We just kept on our marry way to VidCon.

I started feeling tired from all the long driving, so I fold up my laptop and stick it in my computer case. When that's done, I lean back into the seat's head and fall asleep. Well, only for a couple of hours.

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I wake up to Nicole shaking me. My eyes flutter open, and I sit up.

"We're here, and it looks like some people saw you sleeping," she says giggling.

I look out the widow, and tons of guys and girls are being held behind metal gates. Some were holding "I love Nicole" posters, but most were holding signs about how much they love me. I couldn't be more happier.

Nicole and I get out, and a bellhop grabs our bags from the trunk. I look around at all the people, and an overwelming feeling of love and passion rushes through me. I just want to walk up to every single one of these fans and hug the life out of them.

I stand there for a couple seconds, waving and smiling. In those few seconds, the crowd's screams get louder and louder.

Oh my god. I don't think I'll ever get used to this.

I soon get a nudge from Nicole, removing me from my thoughts.

"Come on. It's time to go," she says grabbing my arm and dragging me with her.

We go around the fans and through a door on the side of the hotel. Next, we walk up 1 flight of stairs and through another door, entering into the hotel lobby. The inside was huge. There are luxury looking seats, marble flooring, and a big front desk. Nicole leads us over there, and asks for our room keys. The man managing the counter hands us each 2 sets of our on room keys (one is for extra).

"Miss?" the man behind the desk says, "be careful. The elevator has been acting up for the past week."

"Thank you," Nicole says leting go of my arm.

She walks over to where the bellhop with our bags is standing. I quickly follow after her. The bellhop gives us each a cart with our bags on them. I grab mine. Nicole grabs hers, and we're on our way to our rooms.

We stop at the elevator, and I press the up button. When the elevator arrives, Nicole and I push our carts onto the elevator. I look at my room key, and I check to see what floor I'm on.

"I'm on floor 18. What floor did you get?" I ask.

"I got 18 too!" she screams, "What room?"

"20," I say.

"I got 22!" she says, "That means we're going to be on the same side of the hallway!"

"Calm down, you don't have to get that excited," I pause, but only for a second, "neighbor."

We both laugh, and Nicole clicks the 18th floor button, which sends us straight up.

A couple minutes later, we arrive on the 18th floor without any other guests getting on the elevator. The doors slide open, and I let Nicole roll her cart out first. When I roll mine out, 1 of the wheels on my cart gets stuck on the opening of the elevator, causing my bathroom bag at the top of my cart to fall down. Some how, it opens spilling everything onto the floor, and before I have time to react, the doors begin to close. Sending back down to the ground floor.

I'm still picking up all my stuff, when a mysterious guy gets onto the elevator. I've never seen him before, so he can't possibly be a YouTuber.

Or is he? I mean, you can't be in this hotel unless your in the YouTube buisness. So, why is he even in here?

Many questions run through my mind, as he bends down to help me pick up my last remaning bathroom items. We both stand back up, and he hands me the leftover items.

"Thank you," I say.

"No problem," he says.

I put the items in my bag and zip it up. I look back over to the mysterious boy. He had the most gorgeous dark brown hair, piercing green eyes, and he looked like he had been working out. Not like me, with dull brown hair, stupid icey blue eyes, and a skinny figure. If I wasn't here on work related buisness, I would have chased down that boy when he got off the elevator, but since I am here on work related buisness, I let him walk off the elevator onto the.... 18th floor?