Tyler Oakley's Sister

Chapter 1

Erika's POV
I run down stairs to retrieve my phone my older brother Tyler stole. "TYLER!" I shout, "GIVE IT BACK!" He laughs and runs around the kitchen table.

"Why should I? You stole my computer last week," he says. "Well mine was broken," I respond, "your phone is working just fine!"

"Ah, but you didn't ask to use my computer," he points out. With that I stop talking. Tyler always knows how to shut me up. Even if it makes me look stupid.

He places my phone on the counter. "Happy now?" He sarcastically asks, "Shut up," I say. We have that classic brother and sister relationship. But I love him to death, so I could never take our fights too far.

Most people would have neglected their sibling if they became famous. Tyler didn't. He's always been there for me. Even though he can be mean sometimes he's still like my best friend.

I don't have that many friends since I'm homeschooled. Most of my friends consist of Tyler's YouTube friends. I have a couple though. From when I went to public school.

The best part is they don't treat me different because of Tyler. I walk my phone up to my room and place it under my pillow. "I think you'd better find a place were I won't find it again," I hear Tyler say.

I turn around to see him standing at my doorway. He laughs, "I'm kidding," he assures me. He smooths me hair. "Tyler I hate you," I say, not meaning anything by it.

"I hate you too," he responds. I know that means I love you. He leaves my room. I jump onto my bed and watch TV. My obsession right now is Keeping Up With The Kardashians.

I love Kim, she's so dramatic. My mom brings me popcorn and a root beer float. I grab my phone from its place and check twitter. I always get so many nice tweets. But their not because of me.

There because of Tyler.

My fame is because of Tyler. My fans are because of Tyler. It doesn't really bother me that much though. I kinda just wish they were mine. Because of me.

For now there not mine. I take a sip of my root beer and scroll through twitter. Tyler comes in, wearing his pajamas. "Sleepover?" He asks, I pat the trundle next to me.

We watch a whole bunch of corny Christmas movies. I love nights with Tyler. He's so much fun to be with. He grabs my root beer float from my hand. "Give it Tyler!" I shout, he takes a sip and gives it back.

"Your so easy," he says with a smile, then rubs my arm. "Whatever," I laugh. I flip my hair, which whenever Tyler dyes his hair a certain color, I get an ombré with that color.

Our mom says it's adorable. Tyler and I think it's weird. I go down to the trundle were Tyler is sitting and watch some YouTube videos. He wraps my blanket around me, and gives me a quick hug.

I climb back up to my bed, "I'm tired," I say. "Okay goodnight," he says. Then I fall into a deep sleep.
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