The Youtuber Girl

1| The becoming of a youtuber

Info
Y/n- Your name
Yt/n- Your YouTube Name

Let's start this story!
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I slam my hand onto my clock almost breaking it and sit up. *Yawn* I look at my phone to see that it is Monday. "Ugh... I hate Mondays." I say grumpily. I left my room to go make breakfast. I decide to make WAFFLES (I mean c'mon who doesn't like WAFFLES?) I eat my waffles while I was looking at Twitter on my phone. I remembered that I was going to start a channel. I eat the rest of my food and get ready to make my first video. I brush out the tangles of my newly dyed galaxy hair and do all of the hygienic things that you have to do to stay healthy. I look in the mirror and see that I am as pale as a ghost and I'm shaking. I feel really nervous about what people will think of me. I shake it off and change into my clothes.*Pic at the top*

I walk into my new recording room and setup for my first video.

Time skip to after the video

I lay back in my chair and smile. "To think that I would finally make a video." I get a text that slightly scares me.
Y-you Bff-your best friend
Bff- Do you wanna come to my house for a sleepover?
Y- I don't see why not. I come over in a few minutes.
Bff- Okay see ya later!

I go to my closet and grab my Harry Potter drawstring bag and Markiplier pajamas. I get into my car and drive to
Bff/n (Best friends name)
I get out of my car to see Bff/n standing there with a big smile. She uses a commercial voice and says, "Welcome to the Taylor's residence!" I laugh and go into her house, her following. We had a marathon of Mark playing Five Nights At Freddy's. I looked at the clock to see that it is 5:45 p.m. "Can I go take a quick shower" I ask and she just nods not paying attention. |Author-chan: I'm the type of person who takes early showers because it's how I work. I dunno..|
I take my shower and put on the Markiplier pjs. I decide to make dinner for us because I know that Bff/n isn't going to. I make Fettuccine Alfredo and yell "I made your favorite!" In a few seconds, Bff/n is running towards the kitchen like her life is depending on it. I made her a plate and she kisses me on the the cheek then eats happily. She must love my cooking. When we're done eating, we watch more Markiplier until it is 11:00 and we go to sleep.
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I hope that you like this chapter and decide to read it to the end!

-Author-chan