<A.N. Thank you so much if you decided to click on my story! This is my first "proper" story on Wattpad, so if I'm doing something wrong, please let me know in the comments! I hope y'all enjoy! :) Oh! And Markiplier or any other people or youtube series are not owned by me! This is purley a story, all fiction, nothing is mine!>
Eleanor's P.O.V
*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!*
"God damnit..." I said as I rolled over and hit my alarm clock off. I got out of bed and trudged over to my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, rubbing my cool hands over my hot face. I threw my hair up in a messy bun, stripped, and got in the shower.
After about 30 minutes of doing absolutely nothing in the shower, I decided it was time to get out and actually get ready. I left my hair in the bun, did neutral makeup, and put on a denim shirt paired with black legings and gray (grey?) Uggs. I ran down the stairs to grab a quick bite to eat before leaving.
"Glad to see you're finally up." My mom said while kissing the top of my head.
"Morning mom. Sorry can't chat, already running late. See you later, Love ya." Stuffing a muffin in my mouth, I got my keys and hopped into my 2015 white Jeep Cheroke. I drove over to my friend Zoe's house and honked a few times. Her and her sister Brynna came out and got in my car.
"Morning guys." I hardly got anything about a mumble back from both of them. "Whale then." Then I turned on the radio and we drove to school in silence.
<skip time cause I'm at a friends house and I dont want to be too boring>
I got home 7 hours later and no one was home. "Yes!" I changed into my pajama boxers with warfstaches on them and my Markiplier t-shirt and sat in my browsing position on the couch and watched Mark's new videos. He had uploaded a fan-made tiny box tim game let's play and a quick vlog to tell eveyone how he is and when the next charity live stream will be.
An hour of Youtube watching later, the doorbell rang. Not realising I was still wearing a rediculous outfit, I answered the door and, of corse, it was the cute guy next door. Both of us blushing like mad, he handed me something.
"Umm, this is for you but it was delivered to my house..." I took the letter
"Oh, thanks." I took a breif look at who it was from but didn't clearly see it.
With a small smile, he said, "Good luck." and left. What was that about? I sat back on the couch with the letter. I looked and the adress of who it was from.
"HOLY SHIT IT'S HERE!" I quickly opened my computer to skype and called Zoe.
"ZOE IT'S HERE!" I screamed quite loudly into my mic.
With pure confusion on her face, "What the hell are you talking about?" With a moment's hesitation, she realized what I was talking about and that I wasnt just some crazy person. "OHMYGOD OPEN IT OPEN ITTT!"
My hands shaking, I picked up the letter, sealed with a perfect UCLA stamp and started to open it. I finally got the letter out of the envolope and help it in my hand looking at Zoe on the screen. She smiled and nodded as if saying "Go on, open it!" I unfolded the letter and read the first line out loud to Zoe.
"Dear Eleanor,
We are pleased to tell you that, with your amazing grades and wonderful passion in acting, we hope to see you next semester here at UCLA."
"ZOE I GOT IN!!!!" I screamed of hapiness and fell backward onto the couch with a smile I couldn't wipe off for the whole week.
<sorry it's short, I'll try to make them longer but like I said earlier, I'm at a friend's house (it's actually Zoe, I cant think of good names, so sometimes I'll use names of people that I know). I hope to update every week, if I cant, it's most likely because I have to practice for band or study or do homework. If anything other than that comes up and I wont be able to upload for a while, I'll let you guys know :) byeeee)
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