The Plan (TheOrionSound)

Chapter One

(Disclaimer, you can skip this: I've never been to Vidcon or any other convention, so most of these events are solely coming from my imagination or vlogs from a variety of conventions, not just Vidcon. Ok thanks peace.)

"I still can't believe you've never been to Vidcon Nessa!" Lizzie exclaims. "Seriously, your channel has been around for how long?"

"Technically it's been four years but it only took off a month after Vidcon last year, so no Lizzie, it actually makes total sense that I've never been to Vidcon." I reply, sticking my tongue out at her. "Now hurry up and call an Uber to the hotel, I'm starving and we still need to drop our luggage off."

"Don't bother, I called one. Just send me your parts later." Yammy grumbles, showing us her Uber app on her screen.

"Sorry..." I mutter, then hug Yammy, "We were just messing around."

"It's alright Ness." She says, "Now come on, the Uber's here. We can't miss dinner with the group."

"Wait we're eating with a group?" I ask as we put our suitcases into the trunk of the Uber and climb into the backseat.

"You didn't tell her?" Yammy hisses over me -- since I'm in the middle seat -- to Lizzie.

"I was going to tell her when we were already on our way so she couldn't get out of it!" Lizzie hisses back as we start driving.

"Seriously Lizzie?" I ask indignantly, "I told you I really don't want to meet all of your friends at once, I don't want to deal with that!"

"Sorry, but you have to meet them eventually and what better way than all at once? Just get it over with." Lizzie argues back.

"Fine. But this doesn't mean I'm not still annoyed with you." I wrinkle my nose indignantly at her, "So do either of you have events at Vidcon?"

They take the bait and Lizzie starts talking about her schedule, then Yammy takes over when she's done. When Yammy's finally finished speaking, our Uber is pulling up to our hotel.

"Alright both of you out, I feel like a sandwich in here." I say, gently pushing Lizzie's shoulder.

"Okay, I get the message." She laughs, climbing out of the car. The driver pops the trunk and we grab our suitcases out.

We walk into the hotel and check in at the desk. Yammy is in a room with Lauren from Shelby, channel name Shubble, and Lizzie and I are together in the room next to her. The receptionist hands us our Creator Passes and we head up to our rooms and drop our luggage and backpacks off in our rooms.

"Okay, there's 15 minutes until we meet for dinner so get ready to make a good impression." Lizzie says, "Also known as," She draws out the word 'as', "Get out of your plane clothes and get ready to meet my friends!"

"Alright, just a sec." I walk into the bathroom to fix my make-up quickly then change into a yellow graphic tee that says HONEY on it in black, ripped light blue jean shorts, and yellow socks that match my tee.

"Cute!" Lizzie grins when I come out. She's in a white tank top, black and white striped self-tie shorts, and black converse. "Now get your shoes on!" She tosses my black high top converse to me. I catch them and sit down on my bed to put them on.

Lizzie and I walk to the elevator and go down to meet the group in the lobby. We step out and I see a group of people by the door.

I grab Lizzie's arm and pull her aside. "I'm not sure I'm ready for this." I admit.

"You'll be fine, I'll be with you the whole time." She tells me, "Besides, you already know Yammy and Joel and you got along great. You'll be fine meeting everyone else."

"Alright...." I trail off, debating. "Fine. Let's go."

We walk up to the group, who are debating where to go to eat.

"There's a Steakhouse really close." Someone I don't recognize says.

"Or we could try IHOP?" Yammy suggests.

"How about McDonalds?" Lizzie says.

"Ye- Lizzie!" Joel says hugging her, then steps back, "Oh, and Nessa!"

"Nice to see you too." I laugh.

"Care to introduce us?" One of the guys in the group asks.

"Nessa, this is Oli, Callum, Scott, Lauren, and of course Yammy and Joel." Lizzie introduces.

"Nice to meet you." The group mutters.

"Nice to meet you too." I respond.

"Okay but seriously, McDonalds?" Lizzie repeats.

"Yeah that sounds fine, I'll call an Uber?" Yammy asks.

There's a chorus of general agreement and Yammy takes out her phone and calls an Uber.

The Uber is too small for all 8 of us, since it only has six seats, so we decide that the two smallest people have to sit on another person's lap.

Awkwardly for me, I'm one of the two smallest people, along with Lizzie. She sits on Joel's lap since they're dating, and he's in a middle row seat. Since this is technically illegal, I can't sit on someone's lap in the front seat, and it'd be too hard to sit in the back row because I'd have to climb over people.

Lauren sits in the front seat since she's oldest, Callum, Scott, and Yammy sit in the back.

Guess who that leaves sitting in the other middle row seat, whose lap I'm going to have to sit on for the ride.