Ariel was forced moved to Texas for her mother. She was miserable until she met someone she'll grow to love. Ariel instantly grew on social media and has a train wreck of emotions along the way.
-New house- Jumping from the uber I walked inside. Actually I was rather nervous, would I get a good room? Or was this house just a piece of shit. My mom unlocked the front door, I slid between her and the doorframe entering the house first. "Where's my room?" I mumbled. My mom gave me a odd look as it I was speaking Spanish, so I repeated myself more loudly. "Where's my room?" The older women pointed upstairs. "Upstairs the second door to the left." I just nodded a simple thank you and stumbled up the stairs. Hestaintly I turned left upstairs, first room was the bathroom. I opened the door to my room. My walls were painted a purple, I had a small white shelf, a nice window over looking some other houses. It's was decent. -The next day- We had just finished unpacking, and I was sitting in my room. A nonfiction popped up on my phone. You've been added to a group chat. That was weird. I entered the group chat reading the messages constantly popping up on the screen.
Unknown number: Dammit I added the wrong number sorry Mario Unknown number: wow Wes10 good job Me: why was I added? Who are you guys. Weston: I'm Weston Mario: I'm Mario Weston: who are you Me: my names Ariel Me: I can leave Mario: it's ok you don't have too Weston: Mario still want me to add Loren Mario: nah it's ok. Picture exchange? Weston: sure Me: sure Mario:
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Mario: where do you live Ariel Weston: yea, are you going to playlist 2016? Me: just moved to Dallas. And idk what that is Weston: you tubers go and do a bunch of meet up , fans come, it goes on for a couple days. Mario: yea me and Weston are going Me: who are you guys going to meet? Weston: uh... actually we are part of playlist Mario: yep both youtubers Actually Me: oh.. wtf. Well ofc I'm going know. Mario: BAHAHA well it's next week. Me: brb -runs downstairs- "Mom can I go to a friends house next week for a week, they will supply a plane ticket" I hurried out, hoping my mom would say yes, i had the chance to meet famous youtubers that are actually my Friends. "Fine whatever" she grumbled, not to happy that I'd asked so rudely. "Thanks mom bye" Running upstairs I flipped onto my bed grabbing my phone. - Me: I can go!!!!!! Weston: litty titty Mario: Yussss!!!!!! Me: can't wait to see you guys. - That night I checked my Instagram, I'd had but rarely was on. I had 2k followers, not that good, but decent. I followed Weston and Mario on Instagram. Then went to sleep, more and ore excited to meet them. -the next week-
