Un-social, apparently that's what I am according to my mother and father say. Well they don't need to blame me. Blame it on the Internet. Vine,Twitter,Instagram,YouTube,you know what I mean, blame it on the people that invented all of those apps not me.
* 2 hours later*
My phone rings about three time before I pick it up to see who it is. Without surprise its Nash. he is calling to tell me happy birthday. And then he goes on and on about how famous he is getting on YouTube. I mean I'm not surprised he's hella funny, and apparently, ALOT of girl think he's hella fine to. Don't get me wrong, cause he is its just we are friends and I hate to ruin that if it doesn't work out.
He had to go after a couple minutes to pick up his little brother Hayes from football practice. So when I get off the phone I get on my Vine. My notifications are outrageous. My last video got one thousand seven hundred likes, and two thousand revines. I did not want to go through my comments cause you know people can be me sometimes. So I get on my email and there is a new email from "Magcon". What the crap is that? I open it and read it. I says "Congratulations, you have been invited to join a traveling meet and greet convention for good youtubers and viners.
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Life
FanfictionHi, my name is Paisley Lynn. My life is like a game of charades nobody besides my best friend Nash Grier can figure me out.
