Mr.Youtuber

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Chapter 3

{Ashton "Ace" Evans}

We were shocked to see a lot of fans at the airport. This is our first trip together to another city, so I didn't expect this to happen.

We all waved and said hi to everyone. Sandy recorded the whole thing on his camcorder for a potential video on our channel.

We couldn't stay long, because we had someone waiting for us. We quickly left and got into a big black vehicle. Banks hired a driver for us, to take us places. He also mentioned that he'll be joining us in a couple of days, along with our one bodyguard. They both trusted us to last a few days without them.

We got in the car that fit us all comfortably. I sat next to Rylan in one of the rows.

Our luggages we're put in the trunk in the back. It fit a lot better than with the van at home.

"Hello mister, what is your name?" Ham asks.

"My name is Sherman." The guy in a tux said.

"P. SHERMAN 42 WALLABY WAY SYDNEY!" Rylan yells.

You could hear a low laugh coming from the guy.

"Yeah, just like that." he says.

"I have a sudden craving for sherbet ice cream." Ham states.

"Quit talking about food all the time, fatty." Conner insults.

"Ouch!"

"What now?"

Ham put his hand over his heart, "That hurt my feelings."

"It's okay, Ham, you're not even fat." Sandy reassures him.

"No, it's just his mind that is." I comment.

I'm pretty sure the whole way to the hotel, we annoyed the hell out of Sherman.

Only until we reached our stop, did he turn and say, "You guys are pretty funny."

Which I replied, "That's why we are YouTubers."

We got down and some staff helped us with our bags.

Ham checked us in at the front desk.
Our plan is to stay in a suite for a week and a half, then transfer to another suite, and then stay at Sandy's grandmas' house. So in the end, we stay at multiple places.

Rylan continued filming, as the two of us took the elevator, and the rest took the stairs. We had a bet in the car on whether or not Sherman had a pet. Rylan and I said yes, and the others said no, which resulted in taking the stairs.

We had a good ten minute lead on them, but Ham had our room cards. They probably slowed down on purpose.

"Hey Ace, why don't you say something to the Crushers?" Rylan suggests holding the video recorder to my face.

I put my face closer to the lens.

"I wuv youu." I say puckering my lips."

"They don't love you, with that breath." Rylan backed up.

I blocked my mouth with my hand and breathed out.

"Liar. I even ate a mint on the way here." I defended myself.

"Just messing with you, dude."

The rest of the group finally joined us after awhile.

"Man, I need some food." Ham pants.

He opens the door with the room card.

One by one, we go in with our luggages.

"Damn, this place is nice," Conner exclaims.