WOOOOO FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“So why don’t you like Kaylea?”
I hesitated, searching for the right answer. “She’s not Tailynn. She’s too…I dunno…fake I guess.”
Ian snorted, “Fake my ass.”
“What do you mean ‘fake my ass’? She just seems too peppy, too plastic. Like a Barbie doll.”
“Well if you got to actually know her, maybe you’d change your mind.” We stopped at the door of our room.
“You’re forgetting an important part of my life; the fact that I can’t like anyone else, especially here.” Ian gave me a confused look. “My girlfriend.” I reminded him.
“Right,” he smiled, “I’m not telling you to ask her out and fall in love, I’m saying just get to know her first before you judge her. You two could be good friends.”
“Yeah, tell her that.” I muttered, “She already acts like she’s my girlfriend; have you seen the way she acts around me?”
“Yes but she can get over you.” Ian used his key to open the door.
“I hope so…”
We sat at the mini table near the giant window next to Ian’s bed and ate breakfast. I took out my phone to check my inbox, but still no reply from Tailynn.
“Common baby…”I mumbled to my phone. I really wanted to talk to her.
“Hey baby, just lettin’ ya know what’s up. We’re just eating some breakfast and gettin ready for practice/set-up. Please text when you get up; love you <3” I sent the message.
I finished my breakfast just as Damien barged into our room again.
“Let’s go guys, it’s time to go to the stadium to practice.” He rushed us out.
Ian and I grabbed our things that we needed and headed out the door. We made our way down the elevator and met up with all the youtubers in the main lobby. Somebody was on the top stair of the dining room space talking to the crowd.
“…And remember to keep it professional. I know most of you are comedians and all but last year things got a bit too hectic and we can’t have that happen again!”
We heard a “WOOOOOO!!!” Come from the opposite end of where we stood and saw two fists up in the air followed by a chanting of “SHANE, SHANE, SHANE, SHANE!”
I rolled my eyes but didn’t think twice of it. I knew Dawson was the one who caused the fight last year and everyone thought it was hilarious, like something pulled from Jackass or whatever. I just hoped he kept it professional this year, and not like some damn joke that he acted like it was.
“What’s wrong with that kid?” Ian asked me.
“No idea.” I replied.
The group started to split so we turned around and walked to the same limo we came in from. I texted Tay to let her know where we were going and if she was okay; I hoped she was.
The drive to the stadium was long and boring. Even though the limo had a ton of pushable buttons, Damien wouldn’t let us mess with them because he said the driver had a bad morning and didn’t want to yell at us. So Ian and I sat in the limo quiet and still. I drifted off to sleep but was woken up by a crutch to the knee.
“GOD DAMMIT!” I screamed and held my knee in pain.
“Wake up! I don’t wanna be in here alone with these guys.” Ian hissed at me.
“Seriously? You’re not alone, you idiot, I’m right here.” I glared at him and looked out the window. The buildings closed around us and we were surrounded by cars.
“Why the hell are we in a limo in the first place?” I asked to whoever could hear me.
“Good question. Wouldn’t it just be easier to take a cab, or something smaller?” Ian chimed in.
I looked out of Ian’s window and saw a group of people walking down the sidewalk. I motioned for Ian to roll it down and shouted out,
“Hey guys!”
The group turned to face me and I saw who they were; Ray Johnson, Nice Peter, Justine and Toby Turner.
“Oh hey!” Justine walked to the window and peered in.
“You think we can walk down with you guys? We’re kinda stuck.” I smiled.
“Of course!” She smiled back and moved away from the door.
Ian and I got out of the limo and walked up to the group headed towards practice.
“So, how excited are you two for this vidcon?” Justine started up a conversation.
“Pretty excited actually! You?” I answered for both of us.
“Definitely excited, this’ll be my first!” She shrugged her shoulders with a sweet smile.
“So you didn’t experience what happened last year?” Peter asked her.
“No, was it that thing with Shane?” she asked.
Ray spoke up, “Yeah, he was at his booth showing his videos and some of his friends told him it’d be funny to prank some people. So they did and they were harmless stunts. Until this man with his daughter came up to them and said that he was a bad influence on her and that he should either make better videos or stop making them altogether. He got angry at that and they had an argument and then something snapped in Shane and they ended up getting into a fist fight or something. I don’t know, I was only there at the beginning before things started getting too ugly.”
Toby laughed out loud which made me smile. It was pretty stupid to say the least.
“I was there last year too but never had any problems with him.” Toby said as he heelied passed us. Ian looked after him in envy; I knew he wanted to have the ability to walk again.
“So how did that happen to you?” Peter asked him, referring to his cast.
“Funny story…” I scratched the back of my head.
“I was hyped up on Red Bull and slammed my entire body into the ground.”
Toby laughed out loud again and yelled, “COOL STORY, BRO!”
We all laughed at the embarrassed Ian.
“Nah, I’m just kidding. That sucks, I hope you get better man.” He patted Ian’s shoulder.
“Thanks.”
We finally arrived in front of the stadium, and as far as I could tell, we were the first ones there.
I texted Tailynn a long text explaining what we were going to do today and who I had met up with; I already missed her a shit load.
We walked inside and I was automatically taken aback by the size of the place. Tables lined up the ulterior and interior of the place. In the back, I saw the giant speakers to the stage. My heart rate pumped up and I started to get both nervous and excited.
I began to walk up to someone who looked like they worked there when my phone started to ring. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the name. Finally, it was her!
“Hey sweetheart!” I exclaimed happily.
She giggled, “You were annoying this morning. I was sleeping darling, you know we have a large time difference now. But I’m fine nonetheless.”
“Oh, sorry about that.” I blushed, “I’m just having a great time here already!” I paced back towards the entrance and nodded at Ian who was still with the group of youtubers. He nodded back.
“I’m glad to hear that. At least one of us is having fun.” Her voice became soft.
“Oh right; I forgot about last night…is everything okay?”
“I’m not sure; I haven’t really talked to anyone but you since it happened.” I scratched my head and looked down at my shoes, guilty that I couldn’t be there for her. I heard a muffled shout and then Tay’s voice again,
“Speak of the devil… I have to go, my mother is calling me. I’ll call you later to let you know if I’m still alive or not.” She stifled a laugh.
“Alright. Well, I hope you remain alive; I love you very much.” I sighed, wishing I could hug her and make everything better.
“I love you very much too. See ya.”
“See ya.” I hung up and looked back up to see Ian hobbling over to me.
“Was that Tay?” he asked.
“Yeah.” My voice quivered. I gulped down the lump in my throat.
“Is she doin’ okay?”
“I think so. She can handle whatever is happening, she’s strong.” I smiled, reassuring myself.
“Yeah she is. She’ll be fine dude.” He gave me a comforting smile and patted my back.
She was gonna be okay; she could live without me…couldn’t she?
(PS I have nothing against Shane Dawson, this is just fiction)
