You are Mark's little sister. Because of that, you have became a well known Internet personality. You got to meet some famous people and became friends with some Youtubers. Even though you were popular, you didn't forget your older brother. But one...
Your POV I had to wake up early so I could call Anthony. He has a tendency to oversleep and I tell him that he needs to fix his sleeping schedule. Sometimes he listens, but only does it for a short while. But who am I to judge? I use to oversleep in college a lot so nobody is perfect. I wallow in bed for a while until I finally rolled out of bed. Groggily, I grab my towel and head towards the bathroom. I did my business and brushed my teeth before I hopped into the shower. I rubbed the body wash on my skin with my loofa, scrubbing up and down. Then, I stared into space as the warm water from the overhead shower falls on my body like rain or hail. I don't know why, but I kept seeing a green haze in front of me. Then a head started resemble but I couldn't make oit the facial features. I squinted my eyes through the running water. What the hell is-
BANG BANG BANG!
The vision in the water disappeared as I jumped and screamed. My heart raced out of fear and I literally felt my blood pressure rise. "Wow, Y/n. You really DO sound like a banshee!" A deep voice laughed from the other side of the door. "MAAAAAARRRKKK!" I growled. "Anyhoo, you kinda need hurry up. I smell like horse shit." Mark said. "I was just about to leave," I sighed. I turned off the pipe and stepped out the shower. I wrapped my towel around my body and another wrapped around my wet hair. I opened the bathroom door and eyed Mark. "If I did that to you, you would cried like a newborn baby being spanked with a water bottle. " "Okay- ouch, my pride. And, that was a weird simile....." "I try my best." We break out into laughter and I was sent on my merry way because it was getting late. I stormed into my room. I dried my body and hair as fast as possible. I put on my undergarments like my bra and so on. After that, I turned my drawers upside down until I found the perfect outfit. I bought this when I went to the mall with Amy and Cathryn:
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I loved it! I should really thank them when I have the time. I brushed my f/c (favorite color) hair before I placed the little hat on my head. I grabbed my phone, its charger, a small journal with questions and my purse wth money in it before I left. "Mark! I'm taking the Barrel so I can pick up Anthony! Where are the car key and spare house key?" I yelled. "Downstairs at the entrance table!" A muffled voice shouted back. "'Kay! Bye!" I responded. I went downstairs and to the entrance table. I picked up both of the keys and opened the door. Then I closed it behind me and locked it. I pressed the open button on the car key and lights flashed. I opened the door and jumped into the driver's seat. I put the key into the ignition and it roared to life. "Atta, girl!" I giggled. Then I reversed the Barrel out the driveway and went on my way. Time skip cuz why not Your POV I drove by Anthony's house and pressed on the horn a couple times. I was getting impatient. "ANTHONY! HURRY THE HELL UP!" I shouted. Then, the door to his house opened and out came Anthony. With a crooked smile, Padilla opened the door to the passenger's seat and sat down. "Jeez, Y/n. What's your deal?" Anthony laughed. "Patience isn't my....strongest virtue, Padilla." I said. We giggled. I started the van and Anthony led the way from there. After 25 minutes of driving, we stumbled upon a warehouse. "Woaaahh," I gasped. "C'mon, N/n (nickname)! We're already late!" Anthony said, coming out of the car. "Oh, shit! Coming!" I said. I got out of the car and followed Anthony. We said hello to the camera crew before walking in. I whipped out my journal with the questions. There was a group of men and women taking to Anthony. I walked over to the group to introduce myself. "Oh, everyone, this is Y/n Fischbach. She'll also be interviewing you as well." "Uhhhh, hello. It's a pleasure to meet all of you." "Okay, this is Kathleen Keddney, Kevin Costner, Shonda Rhimes, Helen Hunt, Mel Brookes, Stephanie Allain, Kevin Smith, Dee Rees and Steven Spielberg." A chorus of happy voices greeted me. It made me smile. "Alright! We're done setting up!" "Woo, I am fricking nervous. How the hell do you do it, Padilla?" "Easy. I think about the good that it is gonna come out of these interviews! Trust me, it's really fun!" "Okaaaay, whatever you saaaaay." "Good girl." He grinned and patted my head. The pat reassured me, but I had the feeling that someone else should be patting me. "Y/n! Hey! You're staring into the void again, hahaha. Let's go, shall we?" "Ummm, yeah. We shall." I browsed through the dozens of questions I had. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed up until one in the morning wrting these questions down. I don't think I can ask all of them! ANOTHER TIME SKIP CUZ I DON'T GIVE A- Mark's POV I hear the door swing opened. "BIG BROOOOTTHHHEEERRRR! I'M HOOOOOOMMMMEE!" I hear Y/n yell. Sheesh, even the sound foam couldn't protect me. I removed my headphones and went downstairs. "Hey, Y/n. How was it?" I said. "Pretty great. I had fun." Y/n explained briefly. A smile crept onto her lips as she took off her jacket. "Well, Jack is coming soon. He said really wanted to meet you." I switched the topic. I pushed both of my hands through my hands. "That's awesome! I can't wait to meet him. I'll be upstairs when dinner's ready!" Y/n said as she began to jog up the stairs. "Y-Y/n! Wait-Wait!" I called out nervously. She stopped and looked quizzically looked down on me. "What's up, dude?" "A-About yesterday. I didn't mean to- I didn't mean to say- Please forgive-" "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Shut the fuck up." "Okay, ouch again." "I forgive you, Big Bro. It's.....It's fine. It was a misunderstanding. Even though Anthony is my friend, he is WAAAAYYYY outta my fucking league!" We burst into laughter. "Thanks, Y/n." I said recovering from our giggle fit. She nodded and continued to jog up the stairs. I sighed and crossed my arms. "Mark? Do you want to watch a movie?"
