Noelle's POV
I was looking at him. Mason. Through all the years, I still love him. Since we turned 19, we have been manning the Smosh channels, as the new Owners. Adam, Willow, Shawn, Mason, and I run Smosh Games. Tyler, Crystal, Faith, Edward, and Andrew run Smosh Pit. Miya and Daphne, Damien's daughter, are our editors, as well as Ian's son by the same name, who moved with us to work for Smosh. Our producers are Joshua, Joven's son, Scott, Sohinki's son, and Keith's daughter, Kayla. We have the most subscribers on youtube. I am sitting here looking at all the pictures of us on my computer, Mason's arm around me. I look up at him, and smile. I close my computer and put my head on his shoulder. I watch as Smosh Pit are filming a video. We both laugh at their jokes. I see Willow and Shawn holding hands, walking down to film their videos. Adam tags along afterwords, running to catch up. I look back at the Smosh Pit and see my brother. He looks at Crystal while she is taking her turn. I smile at the look in his eyes. What he doesn't realize is that she does the same to him when he looks away. I smile. It's just a regular Wednesday.