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***you sat in your seat, rocking back and forth not knowing what to do. you weren't alone in the house, but it felt like you were. you felt suffocated.
you lived in the trap house with sam, colby, jake, and corey. they were like your brothers, considering jake is actually your brother. they were all your brothers and protected you. you were extremely grateful towards jake as he was the one that introduced you to the boys.
they, mainly your brother, invited you to move in with them after you graduated high school. you remembered being so excited, knowing you'd live with some of the biggest youtubers at the time that you looked up to and fangirled about. you still couldn't believe that you got so close to the boys in such little time, it was beyond crazy to you.
it had been about two years after the fact and you ended up on the youtube grind along with your roommates, but lately you've been stuck. you were happy to have such a large following that took off after a couple months, but you felt trapped and felt like what you were doing with your life didn't complete it. you did so much for your channel and made lots of LA friends here and there that wasn't caught up in scandals, which was hard to come by, somehow you did it and loved it, but you began to feel bored and it felt incomplete.
you were sat in your room, the only light was coming from the window from the sun, but it was calming; although right now, it made you feel hot and overwhelmed. you walked over and shut the curtain to the window and switched in the lights before sitting back down on your bed.
you stared at your lap, big bold letters reading "University Of California, Los Angeles". it honestly scared you know that this pocket was sitting on you.
you had applied for the fall time to start at working towards a degree, but still keep up the youtube grind. you applied as a joke thinking you wouldn't get in and just forget about it, but it had been two weeks since you applied and the big fat letter came in and that could only mean one thing. you were honestly excited to find out if you made it into college or not, it was exciting and you actually felt like a teenager for the first time in a while with being excited about going to college like other people your age.
you hadn't opened it because it was a lot for you. you never imagined going to college or even wanting to. you were always independent and didn't think college was something you'd want, but the more you stayed and the more you did. you realized you wanted to do bigger things in your life other then be an influencer. like you wanted to be a doctor or something that is apart of the medical field because you have always been passionate about that and with being an influencer and not in college does hold you back.
you let out a sigh as you sat it next to you and you stood up. you paced around the room thinking of the negatives and positives of knowing you'd be going to college. all that you could come up with were positives. sure, you knew that in some cases staying away from college would be good because you wouldn't have student debt, but you got decent money from being an influencer so money wasn't really an issue so that negative was crossed off the list.
you got the excitement to pick it up. you shook it a little, for some reason. you sat back down and slid the envelope open and saw packets of paper. you let out a huff of air and pulled them out. you were honestly so over this that you were rushing to find out the results to you reckless decision.
paper of what the school has to offer and looks like came flying out. you pushed those papers to the side and picked up the paper clipped paper. you unclipped it and pushed the first paper that welcomed you to the school, telling you want majors it had. your heart began to beat faster and louder as you got closer to finding out if you made it or not and the idea made you nervous and made your knees weak.
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The Trap House Imagines {COMPLETED}
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