Sugg or Franta?

Chapter 10

"Okay so this is the center of the convention, which you probably already know." He said.

"Haha yeah, I kind of figured that out before."

"Okay so if you need me at any point during the convention, I will be riiiiiiiight here. Most of the time."

"Good to know!" I said, smiling.

"And through this door, is where you will be interviewing Joe. You'll have a camera man recording it so you can upload it to your channel." He informed me.

"Great!" I said, examining the small stage, with the looking-comfortable, black, leather seats. "It looks like I'm hosting a talk show!" I said, excitedly.

"Yeah..." He said, looking at me.

"I still can't believe I'm here, and meeting all of you." I said, facing him.

"Yeah, that's the reaction a lot of people get when they see us in person for the first time. It gets sort of tiring sometimes, when they're all in disbelief, and they're like 'pinch me' and some even faint."

"Wow... Should we get back to the food court? I wanna know what Joe wants to tell me." I said to Connor.

"Mmm... Okay, I think that's a good idea." We walked down the hallway, and Connor bumped into my side, purposely, and smiled. We walked a little but further down, and I bumped into him, humming as if nothing had ever happened. After every few feet or so, we were bumping into each other without a word. At the entrance of the hallway, Connor stopped in his tracks.

"Well, there's Joe. I'll see you later." Connor said, walking off.

"Bye Connor."

"Bye Rebecca."