Just letting you know, this is NOT how Season 7 of UHC is going to be (actually, idk) and I made this up. This UHC isn't real :)
And I know there happens to be 9 teams and 27 people, but that's how it ended up and I screwed up so I'm sorry. I had to add people and kick people (which I didn't like) and yeah. If some teams don't make sense I'm sorry.
~Kerri xo~
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Chapter 9 - Birthdays and UHCs
I awoke the next morning, realizing what day it was.
April 23rd!
Excited, I realized my birthday was the next day. Thanfully, my school was on break this week (A/N: if this isn't real, pretend), so I was off of school this week.
I immediately felt bad for Brooke, who had school this week.
Why does the thought of Brooke sneak its way into every single thought I have?
I then went onto my computer and found that Graser was on TeamSpeak. It was just him. I entered the channel and Graser immediately blurted, "Two things, Julio."
"Huh?"
"Two things happened. One, I kinda slipped out to Brooke last night that we all care about her but one person does more than the others - meaning you - because she was being stubborn about her reputation and stuff and I immediately left the TeamSpeak after and-"
"Wait, did you say that I cared about her more than everyone else?" I wouldn't of been angry, unless he said that I specifically cared about her a lot.
"No," I sighed a breath of relief, and suddenly said, "What was the second thing?"
"Oh, just start recording right away the next time you go on The Cube."
I got pranked... I knew already because Brooke messaged me, though.
"Okay."
"By the way, we are recording the UHC tonight. 8 PM eastern time," Graser pointed out.
That's 5 PM my time.
"Oh, shit! I totally forgot. Did you invite Brooke?" I asked him, crossing my fingers, even though he couldn't see me.
"Yeah. I told her yesterday. She said she was free."
"Okay."
"Also, Joe's girlfriend is playing in the UHC."
"Bella, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I have to record being pranked, so I'll see you later," I said.
"Byeee, Tomahawk," Graser said. I laughed and muted my mic, and went onto the Cube, and started recording. I spawned at the center of spawn, right next to the White House and Kevin's Armory.
"Wwwwhat's up guys, Tomahawk here, back with some more Cuuuube!" I jumped and punched the air, "Well, I just got a message from Graser, telling me to record as soon as I get on next, so here I am."
I went to the Nether, because I figured that my house would be the first victim of a prank.
"What should I sing? Oh, I have a song," I said while I was running down the tunnel.
"When I was a young boy, my father took me into the city to see a marching band," I began.
"He said, 'Son, when you grow up, would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned?'."
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Stubborn // ThatOneTomahawk (CubeFicAwards Winner)
FanfictionBrooke Taylor is so stubborn that your head could explode. If you've ever watched one of her videos on her YouTube channel, ThatStubbornBiotxh, you'd understand EXACTLY what I'm talking about. Julio Gonzalez, otherwise k...