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#1: Hot Chocolate Challenge

Summary: When Mark, Tyler, and Ethan decide to do a hot chocolate/cocoa video, you some how get involved, and you catch the eye of a certain someone. (Video above just incase) {Lets all pretend the tub is somewhat bigger, for...story purposes and reasons}

Warnings: Smut

Word count: 3,063

3rd POV

"You're gonna be in this dindledanger sack of a video," Mark exclaimed, causing Ethan and Tyler to laugh due to his accent that was used. However, Y/N stood with her arm stretched out in front of her, with the ridiculous bathing suit swaying a bit. "Mark, this is not gonna happen."

Mark, who was laughing with the other two boys, cut his laugh short. He grabbed Y/Ns arm, and pulled her to the side, away from the other males. "You're gonna want to do this. The tub is big enough for three of us, me, Tyler, and Ethan. Since, Ethan is somewhat small, there would be room for you to sit on his lap."

It took awhile for what Mark side, to all fit together in Y/N's head. She would be lying if she said that she didn't like the blue head boy. For quite some time now, Y/N has developed a massive crush on Ethan, and has been trying to get his attention, which never happens. At least, thats what she thinks.

"Fine, i'll do it. Only...if Ethan is okay with me sitting on his lap." Mark ruffled her hair, and gave her a tilted head, half smile. "Aww, making sure he agrees, before doing the deed. Good thinking, young one." Y/N rolled her eyes, as Mark went back to the boys. They talked for a moment, when finally: "HE AGREES!"

Y/N sent Ethan a small smile, before heading to her bedroom to get changed. Once in the room, she took a better look at the bathing suit. Thankfully, Mark picked one where it was all one color, that being her favorite, Y/F/C. She didn't start getting undressed until Mark knocked on her door, telling her to hurry up.

To be honest, Mark was like a big brother to her, and thats how he acted...almost. Before Mark, Tyler, and Ethan came into her life, it was just herself. She wanted to become a famous YouTuber, like how Mark is now, but she wasn't able to actually get everything she needed. Hell, she was practically living in her car.

That is, until she finally met Mark, who took her under his wing.

They met when Y/N was sitting on the sidewalk, and Mark walked by, with Chica. He stopped in front of her, and started up a conversation. Mark wanted to ask her if she had a place to live, but considered it rude. So, when Y/N explained how her time in LA was just plain shitty, Mark ended up coming up with an idea.

~Flashback~ *Sort of a repeat of what I just wrote, but in better detail*

"Shit," Y/N groaned, turning her car off, and resting her forehead on the wheel. It was a very hot day in LA, and of course, just trying to stay cool, while driving around to find a place to rest for tonight, had brought her car to E. And, to bring her whole day down to the dumps, she had to money to put gas in it. It was hard trying to find a good paying job, especially where she was in LA.

"Maybe...I can become a stripper. Its not the best job, but at least i'll make a decent amount of cash." Grabbing her sweatshirt, Y/N opened her door, locked the car, and looked around. Before her car decided to go on E, she was able to find a somewhat empty parking lot, which was near a pretty decent neighborhood. Tying her sweatshirt around her waste, she went over to the sidewalk, and planted herself in a spot.

People walked around her, not bothering to even acknowledge her. One person stepped on her shoe, and when she even called them out for doing so, they just walked away, acting like they never heard her. "Dickwad better go to hell," Y/N muttered, as she pulled her legs up to chest, resting her chin on top of her chin. Closing her eyes, she began to regret ever coming to LA.