Gamer Love

Skye...

Lizzie_CWestwood - kill me now. Seriously.
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Lizzie's POV
The first thing I though when I walked into my dorm was something along the lines of 'a bit dark?' Then I probably tried to make it funny by adding 'hey! Who turned out the lights?' Although I probably only got halfway through thinking that when a small girl full on slapped me, dusted her hands off, and said 'sorry. Routine check. Have to do it. You ok...' then she froze. I blinked, rubbed my face where she slapped me and said 'what' in a dazed voice - not a great first impression...
'You're idLizzie Lovin! Aren't you?!' I raise my eyebrow and nodded. 'M-most subscribed person on YouTube?!' I nodded again. 'Oh wow. This is - wow! Will you do a vlog with me? It would make my day! My names Skye by the way!'
She led me to the corner of the room with some light, from an old battered laptop. In the light I saw her properly. She has dark medium length hair, and her eyes were a piercing ice blue, surrounded by thick black lashes. She wore a black Nirvana t-shirt and black skinnies, and the shoes propped by the door were black Doc Martins. She turned her webcam to face us and started recording.
'Hey guyz! This is Skye, queen of the Luvators!' I gasped - this girl was a Luvator?! Worse; QUEEN of the Luvators?!? Ohhhhhh crap...
'So! You've decided to pack your bags and move hear? Subjecting us to all this torture? Pity me people; I'm sharing a dorm with this thing for - what is it? 6 months? KILL ME! Please tell me you won't be doing your stupid minecraft videos? URGH, you're so bad at it! Give me iBallisticSquid any day! Which reminds me...' she narrowed her pale eyes 'he's your pity partner isn't he?' I finally found my voice. I don't make it a habit to insult people but this girl was getting on my last nerve. 'Actually, no. He's my boyfriend. I understand how it's hard for people like you to recognise love when you see it, because; well.' I swept a scathing gaze at her tattered jeans and faded t-shirt. 'Now I'll be off' and I turned on my heel and marched out.
For all I was acting all tough, when I got out I sunk to the floor and began to quietly cry. I heard footsteps but I didn't really care about people seeing me at the moment.
I heard a gasp an an arm around my shoulders. Then a familiar accent asked 'Lizzie?! Are you ok?!' I looked up and saw Wolfie, in all the purple haired glory, with the Majorcan eyes wide in worry.
She took me to her dorm, I had no idea she was coming to oxford! Turns out she's here with Stampy, they took me to there dorm. Stampy ran to the chippy and bought a massive warm carton of fries and battered sausage (I'm starving...) and as we ate we caught up on the months apart...
So the next chapter is when we really get to know Wolfie! This chapter is dedicated to Samel for updating when I asked her to (hehe) and the next chapter is dedicated to Wolfie, for coming up with the wonderful, purple haired, feisty Stampy lover!
Farewell ma Luvlies...