2 - Seventy, maybe?
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I'm bored.So. Very. Bored.
"Mom! I'm bored," I yell at my mom, who's cooking dinner in the kitchen.
"You can cut onions for me, or clean up the basement, or -- "
"Uh, never mind, I have important stuff to do," I say quickly, getting up from my seat. I run upstairs to my room.
When I get to my room, I put my hands on my hips and sigh.
Why am I here again?
Oh, right. I have to find something to do.
I flip my laptop open and google, "Things to do when you're bored."
A bunch of links appeared in the screen, including a video.
I click on the video, since I think articles are boring, and put on my earphones.
While waiting for the video to load, I look at the other YouTube videos in the side and scroll down.
Wait. That's it!
Watching YouTube videos. I can do that to pass the time.
I pause the video and hover the arrow over the search button.
But what would I watch? I have no idea.
I decide I should just type some random words on the search button and see if I find something I like.
I look around. My phone is lying on my desk.
I type "phone."
I scroll down the results. Okay, nothing seems interesting.
I glance at my desk. Sketchbook, I think. Hmm.
Sketch.
I type the word "sketch," not expecting what's going to happen next.
Oh heck.
The thumbnail. The person in the thumbnail.
He's familiar. Very familiar. So familiar that even though I haven't met him for a long time in real life, and even if I don't see much pictures of him as a nineteen-year-old on his private Twitter (which I still stalk), the face is creepily familiar.
I click on the first video that showed up and look who's on the screen.
Elijah.
Elijah Peter Best.
The guy I talk about in my daydreams.
The guy I stalk on Twitter.
The guy who I think about day and night.
Yup, I think, though I can hardly believe it.
It's really Elijah. I'd see that face anywhere.
My Elijah.
I grab my phone and speed-dial Kayleigh.
"Hey, what's up?" she asks. "It's not Friday, you know."
"I know," I reply.
"So what is it? Please don't tell me that that is an excuse for a daydream you just thought of. Remember last March?"
"Shut up and let me talk!" I snap impatiently. "He has a YouTube channel with half a million subscribers!"
"Uhh...what?"
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Take It Easy - BandiRue Fanfiction (COMPLETED)
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