I'm In Love With A Youtuber~ The Story of Rebecca Shay

Relatable

It's been a week since I sent out my application to Pepperdine University and I'm getting a little antsy. I have no idea why but what if they don't think I'm good enough for the school? I'm not a A Average student, I can't do sports with my uncoordinated legs, and I have a hard time figuring out what school clubs to become apart of. I do like to do writing..but where would that get me in life?

I decide to push aside my worrying and focus on something else. I lay my body across my unmade bed and stared at the ceiling. What to do..what to do.. My brain ceased to give me any ideas because I have no social life.

Beep beep! My eyes shot up at the notification sound coming off of my phone. Happily I stretched my arm to grab the phone from my dresser. Unfortunately, my limb was slightly too short, and lazy as I am I didn't feel like getting up. With a huff, I inched my fingertips closer and closer to the table top, no budge. Not wanting to give up, I winced and reached even farther then excepted and found myself now on the floor.

I sighed as I laid there helplessly. I say to myself gruffly, "Well that failed." Out of the corner of my eye, I see my puppy Buster come into my bedroom and start to charge at me. He barked happily and began to lick my face. I cry out to him, "Haha, Buster! What's up, bud?" I smile at him as his tail wagged uncontrollably.

He climbs on top of my stomach and plops his furry coat all over my black shirt. I press my lips together, avoiding to get upset. It's not that I didn't mind Buster cuddling me, but why my innocent black t-shirt? It's gonna be hard getting that fur out.. I roll my eyes playfully and I just pet him on my belly.

After ten minutes of laying on the floor with Buster, I finally get up to see who texted me. Now standing over the Apple product, I frown at the text to see it's just a notification for a update on my phone. I furrow my eyebrows and set my phone down. I need to find more friends.. Then I smile as a thought appeared in my brain, I can text Morgan.

I pick up my IPhone once more and type in my password and look for her contact. I felt my fingers effortlessly tap on the glass;

Me: Hey girl! 😝

I stare at the screen for only a few seconds to see she read the message. A minute went by...two minutes, then five. I furrowed my eyebrows as a headache began to form from looking at the phone for too long. I shook my head and threw my phone on the bed. I can't believe my best friend left me on read...I'm hungry.

I let my fluffy socks slide across the silk flooring towards the kitchen. As I arrived into the room, I let myself rummage through the fridge, the cabinets to find nothing but veggies and butter to fill my hunger. I searched the countertop, passed some rotted fruit, towards the very corner where my secret stash of reese's peanut butter cups were hidden. I snuck back into my bedroom and wrapped myself in my blanket, opening one of the candies and taking a huge bite.

I heard a splurge of dings go off on my phone and I groaned. That's Morgan for ya. I know it's her because she just loved to spam me. It was almost worse than group chats.. I look the texts and I'm amazed at what I see;

Morgan: Hey girl!!😜

Morgan:

Morgan:

Morgan: OMG HIS EYES LIKE OH MY GAWDDDDD😍😍😍💙💙

Morgan:

Morgan:

Morgan: HIS SMILE MAKES MY HEART GO WILD!!!🤗😍💕😍🤗💕😍🔥🔥

Morgan: BECCA CALL THE FIREMAN I THINK ITS GETTING A LITTLE HOT IN HERE!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Morgan: IM MELTING....😍😍😍🤗🤗🤗💕💕💕💕

I just look at the pictures and can't help but laugh at my hopeless romantic friend. I start to type back to her;

Me: Should I cold someone?

Morgan: Cold?

Me: I meant cold.

Me: Cold!!

Me: Calf!!

Morgan: Call? 😂😂

Me: ....I'm done with this phone.

Morgan: 😂😂

Me: So who's that?

Morgan: Omg did you seriously forget?? It's Collins Key!! My daddy!!😍😍😍

Me: Please don't text that again.

Morgan: ....daddy😊

Me: 😑😑

Morgan: 🙃🙃😂😂😂

Me: 😂😂

I honestly love Morgan. Sure she can't irritate the heck out if my sometimes, but she's like the sister I never had.

We message each other a little more till I realized I had to go to work. I look around for my uniform, Name tag, and my cash if I got a little thirsty during work.. Hey, you can't expect me to not get a Starbucks drink on the job, a girl's gotta treat herself. I rushed in front of the mirror and don't bother to apply makeup but mascara to my top eyelashes. I pull my hair up in a ponytail, slip my hat on my head, and rushed out the door...then went back inside to grab my phone.