Why Do You Do This? (YouTuber FF) *under editing*

I Love You

"Jo, what did you want to tell me?" Ester asks, sitting on the blue bed sheets in. Jo pace around the room for a moment until plopping down next to Ester shaking the bed in the process. Jo has been thinking of what to ever since beginning. She has been feeling somewhat guilty for the lack of sharing information with her best friend, but she has been scared of her judgments.

Ester has always been the kind if girl that was active and wanted everyone around her to be active as well. She played a sport for every season and ate as little and health as possible. She frond upon video games, television watching and anything that involves sitting around watching other people do things. So Jo was a bit hesitant on telling her.

"Ester, I have a YouTube channel." She looked somewhat disappointed. But she forces her self to try and accept it for her best friends sake.

"How long have you been doing it?"

"For a month. I already have a thousand subscribers."

"And why do you do this?"

"I don't know. I just really want to do it. I have a really good feeling about this."

***

That night was sleepless. We ended up grabbing every unused blanket in the house and making one giant bed on the floor. I lay between Tyler and Zoe. The top of Dan's touched the top of mine. Phil next to Dan, Troye next to Tyler and Alfie next to Zoe. Somehow during the night the all migrated toward me. Zoe's arm was sprawled across my abdomen, Tyler's legs weaved in with mine and Dan's head rest on my should giving me a neck ache in the morning. With all the tea I drank and soft music that played in the background to help lull me to sleep, somehow I couldn't sleep. I couldn't think of anything other than mom. How much I miss her and how great she was. And all I could do was silently cry, acknowledging she wasn't coming back. But when I finally fell asleep, the first rays of light starter to flood into the living room. So it wasn't a surprise to be the last one awake. The only one in the house actually.

Beside me on the makeshift bed is a messily written note addressed to me.

"To Jo,

The gang is going to Wallmarket since we ate all your food. We'll be back by around 3pm. And the French Tomatoes are arranging the funeral so they wount be back till later tonight. There are some pancakes in the microwave, if their cold then heat them up. Alfie made them. Take a shower because you smell like smoke and put some clean clothes on, Joanna. Don't look like a slob because we are going somewhere special after!

Love always,

Zoe and the others

Ps. Dan and Phil say goodmorning. Everyone else does to but Phan made me write it down.

We did not--Phil :3

Phil, yes we did-- Dan ;)

I want to know why the rest of us are known as 'the others'-- Tyler

Just shut up guys, we are running out of paper-- Zoe

There is a back little one. Hi Jo!-- Alfie

Zoe you put Wallmarket. It's Walmart.--Troye

:) ;) :* :3 :$ :/ >.< ^.^--Phil

Phil! Stop putting emojis! This is a proper letter! Not a tweet!--Dan

:'(--Phil

I'm done. I'm leave. goodbye you fucking idiots.--Dan

Dan, that's not a nice way to say goodbye. Bye Jo!--Phil