Five Minutes [Jack Harries]

Chapter One: "She's Something, Isn't She?"

Jack Harries had never felt more nervous in his life.

He wasn't nervous of going through the agonizing process of getting ready for the YouTube convention, or the fact that his twin brother was coming with him. He was nervous of having to actually be social. Talking with people his age, meeting big-shot YouTubers. That remotely scared Jack.

Jack threw on a white shirt he had just recently got that had "PLEASE, I HAVE A CHANNEL TO RUN" and the YouTube logo with his mini self printed on it. Matched with his shirt, he had a pair of khaki shorts, black loafers and a blue friendship bracelet he recieved as fan mail from one of his viewers. It was a simple get-up and screamed 'JACKSGAP' all over it. When Finn knocked on his door, however, Jack was still patting at his hair as his eyes stared back at him through his mirror.

"Jack!" Finn's voice called from the other side of the wooden entrance. "Jack, come on! We have to go!"

"How did you do your hair?" asked Jack frantically as he grabbed a brush, attacking his hair quickly. "I left it as it was, now hurry up!" replied Finn impatiently. Jack sighed at how his twin was acting- how could he be so cool about this whole thing, Jack wondered- before throwing down the plastic hair brush and opening up the locked door. Finn stood in front of him with the exact same features of Jack. Chocolate brown hair, icy blue eyes, fair complexions. There were a few exceptions, of course: Finn's hair was more messed up than Jack's, and Jack was acceptably 5% taller than Jack, but other than that the twins were just as twins should ever be.

Finn donned clothes that were sort of similar to Jack's. He wore a red checkered shirt and the same pair of  khaki shorts, minus the footwear: they were Nike rubber shoes, a pair that were quite new to Finn.

"There's a van waiting for us downstairs." quipped the boy, swinging his backpack over his shoulder. "We'd better go, we're not their last stop."

"But I haven't gotten my stuff yet!" cried Jack, making a move to go back in to his room. But unfortunately, Finn grabbed his brother by the elbow, sighing. "I'm sorry, Jackie, but this is for your own good!" the older twin started dragging Jack down the stairs, which ensued a lot of screaming and flailing.

With his luck, Finn was able to deliver Jack and him to the car waiting for them around the curb without any of them earning any major injuries. "Okay, here we go." Finn said cheerfully as they arrived at the black van, which had the YouTube logo printed across it. The twins boarded the van and Jack's eyes fell on someone familiar.

A boy with blonde hair sat next to another boy, except the latter looked older and had brown hair. They were both stuck in an animated conversation. "Charlie! Bertie!" Jack greeted, his confidence finding place at the familiar faces.

Charlie McDonnell and Bertie Gilbert paused, facing Finn and Jack. Smiles emerged on the four boys' faces.

Maybe Jack wouldn't have such a bad time after all.

[...]

Elle tied her hair in to a ponytail, sweeping the lock of hair over her shoulder. She threw on her varsity jacket before sneaking a glance at herself in a full-length mirror.

Blonde hair with a hint of black tied up? Check.

White and blue varsity jacket? Check.

Pink graphic tee that advertises Mayday Parade? Check.

Denim pants that she'd owned forever? Check.

Chuck Taylors that are as old as her pants? Double check.

Elle smiled at her reflection before walking over to her dresser, grabbing a necklace: it was a small little thing, with 'ELLE' in cursive steel hanging from the chain with same material. "MUM! I'M HEADING OUT!" she called out as she grabbed her messenger's bag.