Youtube Lover, Famous Brother.
How about this; you wake up one day, you shower, you eat your breakfast, go to school. Normal until that point, right? Okay, here comes the twist. Your mum and dad pick you up from school like every other day and then tell you that y'all have to talk when you get home. Your mind, obviously, starts over ridding. You get home and they tell you that you have a half-brother. BAM. That's a low punch. How? When? Why are they telling me this only now? My life was quite simple really, I wasn't a genius but I wasn't an idiot neither. I went to school, and sometimes I made videos for youtube. I wasn't a famous youtuber, but I just enjoyed talking in front of my shitty camera. Living in a small Latin American country(which I can assure you that It's not an island) and being me. But, apparently my life wasn't interesting, because I now have a twenty-something year-old brother, that lives all the way to England. Oh, and the best part? We'll be living there. Permanently.