Chapter 1

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"Bye guys!" I waved to my camera, flying my hands to the camera as I cover it. I turned off my camera, as I jumped on my bed. My MacBook was already waiting on the bed, so I opened it up. Sitting in front of me was my youtube channel. A 1,000 subscribed channel. My galaxy banner read 'KyleXo" & "videos every week!" This was week number 57. Yup, 57 videos & I have 1,000. I grabbed my camera & began to edit. I opened up FinalCut Pro. 20 minutes of cutting clips, 10 minutes of putting music & the rest was text on the screen, ending screen & lastly, annotations & description. I put my Twitter & Instagram links down below. The title was:

I WAS ARRESTED?!

It was a q&a video & someone asked me if I was. Heh. I know I'm not the funniest person ever, but I try to be funny. Even though, I'm not. It must be the reason why I don't have much friends. Or I hate socializing. I sighed, as my screen had 'upload completed' on it. I looked at my phone.

Saturday, October 24th.

Saturday.

Saturday?

SATURDAY!!

"Yes!" I cheered. I was home alone, so I was all scrunched up into my bed.

I immediately went to the search bar. I typed in,

kian lawley

I see his channel on top & clicked it. I scrolled through if I can find a video. I stumbled upon his new one with Jc.

"Hey guys, what's up, it's Kian!" he says, as Jc slaps his cheek. Kian tries to push him off of his chair, & as Jc falls off, the loud words stumble off his lips:

"KIAN! STOP!"

I laughed throughout that scene, & every scene scene. I sighed again, grabbing my phone. It rang as I grabbed it. Swiping the button, I put the phone to my ear.

"Hey sweetie!" mom said. I sigh.

"Hiii" I reply.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm in my room" I reply.

"Why not hang out with Bridget?"

"Nah" I say.

"Gabby?"

"Busy."

"Viola?"

"Nada."

You see, I don't have much friends that are free to hang out. Besides, I don't have a lot of money so where will we go?

Me, my mom & my brother live in a small town in Virginia. My dad died when I was 2. That's why our money is low. My brother, Tyler & I are beginning YouTubers who have around 1,000 subscribers. Yeah, so cool.

"Well, I'll be home in a few" she sighs.

"Ok" I say, about to hang up.

"So, I have a surprise for you tomorrow" she says. I can feel her bright smile through the phone.

"Really?" I ask.

"Yup, well I have to go sweetie" she says.

"Bye, i love you" I say. I hang up, as I close my laptop. I get up as I change out of my comfy wear. I change into a white t-shirt with the words, 'lol ur not harry styles.' I've always been a fan of boy bands, but mostly YouTubers. I grabbed my jean shorts & change into it. Slipping on my red Vans ®, I run down stairs. I grabbed my maroon penny with blue wheels. I got it for my 13th birthday, & loved it ever since. It's pretty chipped in the wheels but I don't care. I skated to McDonald's. Walking in, I see red & yellow stretched across the whole room, from ceiling to floor. I walk up to the lady behind the cash register, as I dust off my vans.

"Welcome to McDonald's" the woman says, smacking her gum rudely. She was a bit overweight & had Cheeto dust on her face.

"Hi" I reply, forcing a smile, "can I have medium fries, & a vanilla milkshake?"

"Sure" she says. Jeez, this woman is grinding my gears! I get my food, paying for it.

"No tip?" she asked, rudely. I spat at her, walking out. I set my penny down skating back to my house.

"Can you shut up?!" a loud voice says. I turn my head, seeing a man in a suit on the phone.

"No, I haven't found her" he says. "No sight of Kyle Bridges, sir." That got my attention. I try to walk away just in case he was kidnapping me, but quickly changed my mind. I tap the mans shoulder, as he turns around.
"WHA-" he yells, but slowly stops. His eyes grow wider as he sees me.
"Got to go, Jim" the man said, tapping his phone.
"Uh, looking for me?" I say, grinning. He smiles.
"Yup" he grabs my hand, shaking it. "Gregory Davis, manager of the o2l tour." I suddenly wide my eyes. I wanna panic. I really do. But I don't. I just stare.
"O-o2l?" I ask. "This is a joke, right?" he smirks, shaking his head.
"We want you to be in it" he says.

"REALLY?!" I practically shout. He nods. "Why, me?"

"Because o2l LOVES you" he says. "And so do I! You are very popular & it would be very delightful to have you."

You don't know how freaking loud I wanna scream. God, I am praying this is not a joke. My heart pounding can be heard a few blocks down from here. My head is trying to arrange itself, but it's having REAL bad trouble. O2l. Our2ndlife. THEE o2l. Likes me. What the flipping fuck.

"Now I know it's too early, but give me a call. I needa catch a ride." He turns, walking away. I skate back home, letting my penny escape into the driveway. I ran into my house, jumping into the room. I don't care if moms home. I don't care if Tyler's home. I set my food down on my desk, slipping my vans.

Right there.
In my room.
I screamed.
LOUD. I MEAN, LOUD.
I checked my Twitter, making me scream even louder!

@jccaylen: We're including a very special YouTuber into the tour!!

@KianLawley: Hooray for surprise guests!👽

Holy.

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Hey guys! i made a new o2l fanifc. 'Loverboy' & 'Love, Another fan' will be updated, but I'm so sorry for the slow updates. I try to make them longer, but it's real hard.

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