Sugg or Franta?

Chapter 11

I felt somehow happier than usual for a day where I was up before 10:00 am. I almost skipped over to Joe, but then realized he would've realized that I was like a child, which I certainly not was.

"Hey, Joe!" I said.

"Hi." Joe replied.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" I asked him.

"Well, after the convention," he sounded nervous, for some reason. "Everyone else is going to Tyler's house to have pizza and karaoke, and I was wondering if you wanted to go." Ahh, that's why he was nervous.

"Uh sure! I don't know where his house is so uh..."

"Do you want me to give you a ride? Caspar is going with Gabby, and I've got a rented car for a week. It's a muscle car, too!" He bit his lip.

"Well," I said, tapping my foot. "It depends... On what kind of car it is."

"Come on, really? Well it's a Ford Mustang convertible, and it's cherry red. You can't pass up that sort of opportunity!" He exclaimed.

"Well... If I have to..." I said, smiling. Joe smiled back, and I blushed.

"I know I'm supposed to be here for the interview and everything, but until dinner and the performance, what am I supposed to do?"

"Anything you want! I mean, you could hang around me the whole time, or get pictures with all the youtubers or you can start an autograph collection with all of our autographs, really anything. You could even stay in the food court eating the whole day if you want!" He said, chuckling.

"I was thinking about the autograph thing, but I don't want to embarrass myself in front of all of you guys..." I said, biting my lip.

"Haven't you seen our videos? We embarrass ourselves all the time!" Joe exclaimed. I laughed again.

"Trust me, I think you'll fit in pretty quickly." He said, laughing.