You & I: Summer Love

Chapter 4: Jumping the Fence

The next morning, I try to ignore the curiosity of what James was going to say about me. I try to push it away all day, doing a lot of work and such to try and push it out of my mind. The stress is building up to the point where I throw my hands up in exasperation, which was a bad idea because I was washing the dishes. My action causes water droplets to fly through the air, splattering droplets of water all over my cabinets and floor. Neglecting the dishes for now, I dry my hands on a tea towel I had hanging on the stove handle, and storm upstairs. I grab my laptop and sit down on the bed, which was still a mattress. Normally I would have my laptop downstairs with me so I could listen to music, but today I was trying to practice the 'Out of sight, out of mind' philosophy. Obviously it didn't work.

Opening my laptop, the first tab I had open was my channel tab. Again, my eyes are immediately drawn to my subscriber count, just like last night. It had grown even more! Slightly shocked, I smile a little, then jump to the other tab with the Unspeakable video up. Luckily it was paused, so I guess I unnecessarily freaked out last night. Anyway, I rewound the video a couple of seconds, to the part where James was talking about me. I press play and listen to it again, this time the whole way through.

"She is so talented! Plus these cookies are really amazing! We actually looked up her YouTube channel, and it's really cool. She does Minecraft videos, baking videos, and vlogs. When she makes her baking videos, she gives the recipe and makes it interesting. I actually subscribed to her afterward, too. They're so-" James rambled for a while. That is, until Nathan interrupted him.

"You subscribed to her channel? Are you even subscribed to me?" Nathan asked, pretending to be offended by that comment.

"Uh..." James started before he ran away, chased by Nathan.

His whole ramble made me smile, though I am still slightly nervous when I heard them say they watched my channel. Still, when James ran away with Nathan chasing after him, a small smile crosses my face and I laugh a little. He is so sweet!

The rest of the video is ok, too. In fact, Nathan and Gabe kept teasing James about baking. Most consisted of asking James if he could bake something for them. Whenever they teased him, though, he rolled his eyes and shrugged it off, though I swear I see a light blush paint his cheeks for a second. Though, it could have been the heat. It was pretty hot out that day...

The rest of the day is spent in relative calmness. The dishes all came through unscathed, and a video was edited without much complaint. That afternoon, I sit outside on my back porch reading (F/b) and drinking (F/d). I was thinking about listening to music, but I try not to listen to music too loud outside because I know my neighbors are youtubers. It's just a nice day to sit outside and read. That's when I hear a scream and a thump, that sound suspiciously like fruit being squished.

Jumping up, I throw my book down, and run to the fence.  Jumping up, I grab the top of the fence, using my arms to push and hold myself up, my legs trying to help support my weight, the wood biting into my hands. Near me, I see a plank of wood, something that looks suspiciously like a crushed watermelon, and a metal cube. I also see Gabe and James standing in the yard, as well as their two cameramen. I can't see Nathan. Then I notice everyone looking at me.

"Uh, hi everyone," I say, nervously. "I heard a scream. You guys ok?"

"Yeah, we're good," I hear Nathan say. Looking up, I see him on the top of the scaffolding. "Everyone, this is (Yt/n)."

"Hello internet, and welcome my face to this channel!" I say, my arms starting to cramp. "Hey, y'all mind if I jump over? My arms are starting to hurt."

"Yeah, come on over," Nathan invites.

I pushe myself forward, tumbling over the side of the fence headfirst. I am able to tumble to the side, landing in a heap on the ground. James walks over and holds out his hand to help me get up. I take it, his grip was firm, yet gentle. He easily pulls me up into a standing position.