Chapter 1

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(All chapters are in Graser's POV unless said otherwise)

        “You have to go to Vidcon!” Sean yells at me, otherwise known as Grape.

  “Why?” I chuckle to myself.

  “Your fans want to meet you, Graser!” Sean says.

  “They wouldn’t want to meet me.” I reply, going back to editing my video for tonight.

 “Oh yeah? I can bet you that they will want to meet you. Please Graser, just go. I’ll be there, and so will a bunch of other people.” Sean smirks.

  “Like who?” I question. Who else could possibly go to this so-called “Vidcon”?

   “A lot of people, actually. Famous Youtubers, including Minecraft Youtubers will be going.” Sean says.

  “Famous Youtubers? Is Smosh going?” I ask.

            “I don’t know, they might be going. But seriously Graser, please just go! Anyways, speaking of going, I have to go. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, bye.” Sean replies, and exits out of TeamSpeak. I roll my eyes. Who could possibly go? Especially to meet me? I mean, I’m just known as the ugly robot to everyone. Hmm. Pulling up the Vidcon website, I look at the prices. It’s $150 USD for a Standard ticket, wow. I click on a link just for Youtubers, and next thing I know, I’m signing up to go. Once I do so, a feeling of regret washes over me. Now I’ll have to show my face. Oh well, it had to happen someday, right?

            Making my way from my room down to the kitchen, I decide to order a large pizza with pepperoni. I pick up the phone and dial up the joint, and place my order. After I order, I go upstairs and play some Minecraft. I decide to play solo Hunger Games, even though I’m bad at the game. Soon enough, I hear the doorbell ring. Sprinting down the stairs, I grab my wallet out of my pocket and open the door.

  “That’ll be $13.50, sir.” The pizza guy says.

            “Alrighty,” I say, fishing out the money. As I give him the money, I grab the pizza. Once he’s gone, I close the door. It’s time to savor this pizza. I sit at the kitchen table and begin to dig in. The joint really does have great pizza. When I finish, I look over to see Shadow and Marley asleep next to each other.

            “This is cute,” I say aloud and take out my phone to snap a picture. I do so and upload it to Twitter. My notifications are blown up as soon as the picture is up. Girls are fangirling over my cats, and I laugh to myself. Before I head back upstairs, I grab a glass of Coke and chug it down. Ahh, hits the spot.

            When I go upstairs, I can hear people yelling over TeamSpeak even from down my hall. I dash into the room and pick up my headphones. Who’s making all this noise? I listen to the conversation to hear it’s between Tybzi and H. They’re talking about who knows what.

  “HEY GUYS,” I yell into my microphone.

  “Oh, look who showed up.” Tybzi says.

  “HI THERE GRASER,” H yells.

  “What’s up?” I say, adjusting myself so I can get comfortable in my chair.

  “Well, we actually have something really important to tell you.” H says.

  "Yeah, we do." Tybzi replies.

What could it possibly be?   

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