You're Y/N, a Youtuber who gets accepted to Youtube University. You become best friends with your roommate Jessica Bravura, and the two boys who live across the hall, Patrick Julianelle and Benjamin Vestergaard. (did I spell that right?) With an ins...
"I might just do that!" Jess's voice was muffled through the closed bathroom door. I laughed as I adjusted my top one last time, before opening the door.
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Jess whistled at the sight of me, and I blushed slightly. "Trying to impress someone, Y/N?" Lauren asked, grinning.
"Maybe," I grinned, swatting her with my bag as I passed her. I checked my makeup in the mirror on my desk before stowing my phone and lipstick in my purse.
Soon, Jess and Lauren were ready to go as well.
Jess:
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"Whew!" Jess exclaimed, fanning herself as we stood by the door. "We're gonna make some people drop dead tonight!"
Lauren and I both laughed at this. "Hopefully not for real," I said, slinging my bag over my shoulder.
Lauren nodded, checking her watch. "Where are the boys?"
"Pat told me Ben was gonna take a little while," Jess explained. "He wanted to re-dye his hair before the party."
"He's not a natural brunette?" I asked.
"He is, just lighter than he prefers." Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door, and Jess eagerly ran to answer it.
It was Pat. "Somethings happ-" he stopped. "Uh, wow. You look really pretty Y/N," he mumbled, a slight blush overcoming him.
"Thank you," I said, smiling a little bit, but I was blushing as well. Pat thinks I'm pretty?
"Right, right." He mumbled to himself. "Somethings happened. Ben screwed up."
"Screwed up? What do you mean?" Lauren asks.
"He, uh, dyed his hair the wrong color," Pat explained. "It's... well, you might wanna see for yourself."
We crossed the hallway to the boys dorm and I poked my head inside. "Ben?" I asked. "You alright?"
"No!" He yelled from the closed bathroom. "I messed up, Y/N!"
I sighed, knocking on the door. "Can I please come in?"
No response. I sighed again and gripped the door handle. "Ben, I'm coming in."
I pushed the door open. Ben's hair, which used to be a light brown, was now a wet mop dark purple, almost a plum color.
"I don't get it!" He wailed, looking in the mirror. "The package said brown! The box was ripped though-" he dumped his face in his hands. "I should have bought a different one! I'm so stupid!"
I patted his shoulder. "You are not stupid, okay?" I said, trying to console him. "On the bright side, now you'll match Lauren."
He nodded, but he still didn't look like he felt any better. I sighed, and opened my arms. "C' mere."
I gave him a big hug, trying to make him feel better, before pulling away. "I think I know how I can fix this," I said, smiling.
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20 minutes later, I had succeeded in blow-drying and styling Ben's hair to make it look like it normally does, only purple. He had changed into a pair of jeans and a lavender shirt.
"See? You look perfect!" I told him. "Remember: when we walk into that party, you own that purple hair, okay? You are a Youtuber, and Youtubers never show defeat."
He nodded, smiling slightly, and I took his arm. "Let's go," I said, and we headed outside to meet our friends.
