The Hater. Smosh Fanfiction.

The Hater. Smosh Fanfiction 2

Lydia. 

I was sitting in the living room, my dad on the couch and my mom doing loundry. My dad left the radio on and when I hear the words 'competition' and 'price to America', I put up the volume so I can hear what they are talking about. Apparently you can win a trip to California if you answer a question. My heart leaps when I realize what it would mean if I went to America. "Call 6601-9500 if you know the answer! Okay, here it comes." I grab my phone and enter the number, while I wait for the question. "What's the most populair Japanese drawing style?" How easy can it be? I immediately click on 'Call' and wait for someone to pick up. "Hello, radio station 1.4. You're the first caller, congrats! What's your name?" "Lydia", I say, knowing that I'm gonna win. "How old are you, Lydia?" I lie, and tell them that I'm nineteen years old. "Okay, now, what's your answer to question?"  He repeats the question and I say "Manga." A long silent before I hear those words. "Congratulations! You won the trip!" I sigh in releaf. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna travel to America. 

Anthony.

I woke up sweating. After the letter I started having nightmares. It just was'nt a joke. I know it. But how am I gonna explain that to Ian? He's not someone who would believe that. I don't know what to do about it. Maybe I should just ignore it. Ian's right, it's just some troll. I  walk to the kitchen to make some coffee. I don;t even like coffee, but who cares. I just need to get energy. After I just finished breakfest, Ian walks in. "Hi dude." "You're up early", he yawns, "Yeah, could'nt sleep." He sighs. "It's that letter is it?" I nodded. "It..it just freaks me out, ya know?" "Some people don't know what they send. Trolls, I tell ya, Trolls." Again, I nodded. Yet, I don't feel comfortable. Maybe I just need some distraction..

Ian.

Why was Anthony being so scared? Yeah, it's creepy, but we get creepy things all the time.. People want to freak us out, Anthony should'nt be such a pussy. I can see how paranoia he is after that letter, I'm not an idiot. Okay, I act like it, but I can be mature and serious about things. I just look dumb because I like to make people laugh. Anyways, let's just start on the script for the next video.. I don't wanna be late, and we're gonna shoot in two days from now. Maybe I should'nt ask Anthony for help. He needs some rest..