✑ 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘴 ; 𝘮𝘤𝘺𝘵 + 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ∴ ✉

One

You and your best friend are walking home from your first day of year 10 in High School. You laugh as your friend makes fun of the new Math teacher, Mr Higgins, and put your finger just under your nose in an imitation of him. Your friend, Amellia, tugs on your hair and you tip your head to the other side. It hurts, but she lets go and you start to run the rest of the way to your house.
'Hey!' Amellia shouts, and runs after you.
You laugh and keep running, until you eventually stop outside your house, panting, but with a smile on your face. Amellia catches up moments later.

'Don't run, please, you know I'm not as fast as you,' She gasps, bending over slightly to catch her breath, her curly blonde hair falling over her shoulder and into her face.
'Don't pull my hair and maybe I won't make you do work for once,' You reply, grinning. 'I need to stream anyway, you know, 'cause I'm famous and all,'
'It's only 2 thousand people,' Amellia protests, 'Come over to my place, we never get to hang out anymore,'
You hesitate, she has a point, but then you remember that your mum wanted to talk to you about something. 'I'm sorry, Amellia, but I can't come,' You say, truly feeling bad for leaving her out of everything.
She sighs, but nods and smiles sadly, 'It's fine, maybe tomorrow,'
'I promise,' You say, and walk up the pale white steps you and your brother painted last summer, to the door.
'Bye!' You call, and Amellia stops walking to turn around and wave at you.It's cooler when you walk into the kitchen, and you dump your bag on the ground, ignoring the fact that your mother would yell at you for it later. You down a glass of water and go upstairs to your room to change. You pull on your favourite over-sized jumper and some track pants before slumping into your chair and switching on your computer. Your phone lights up with a message from an unknown number, so you swipe it off your screen and put your phone on charge. The computer in front of you powers on and you type in the name of your old dog to unlock it. You hover the mouse over the 'Go Live' button for a moment, then take a deep breath and click it, saying hello a few times as people start to trickle in. 

You started streaming as a faceless YouTuber under the name VybeCheck almost a year ago, and thanks to a few smaller streamers you got a few hundred subscribers pretty quickly. Since then, you had grown more popular for your PVP skills in the game Minecraft, and had built a small but friendly community of people around yourself. 

'Hey, chat,' You smile, even though they can't see you, and pull your knees into your chest, 'It's not much today, I thought I would just play a bit of Bedwars and maybe some other games.'
 The chat fills with 'hello''s and 'how was your day?''s as you wait for the first game to start. You're on blue team, and with the help of two other people, soon destroy yellow's bed and kill the players still surrounding the base. You take a moment to chill under the diamond dropper and read out the few donations people had sent.
'Thanks for the $15, Jamie_Llama36! And happy birthday, I hope you have a wonderful day.'
 A player from the red team jumps at you with their enchanted wooden sword, and you bat them away easily, watching them run away as they got to a low health.
 'Anyway, before we were rudely interrupted, thanks for the $2 dollars, KakaLovescookie'
You move your character away and jump across a gap in your woollen bridge, cursing under your breath as someone knocks you off and you fall out of the world. You're switched to spectator mode as you're bed was destroyed, and you take the time to read the chat.

You finish playing your 5th round of Bedwars, and are talking to the screen about how the people in your new class suck, and making jokes about poor Mr Higgins when a large donation catches your eye and a woman's robotic voice reads out the message.

'Wilbur Soot donated $80, congrats on the 3.4k viewers, to anyone who isn't sub'ed- I will steal your cat,'

You glance at the second screen just as a new round starts, and you're placed in green team. 'Wow, thanks Wilbur Soot for the $80, I appreciate it. I feel like I know your name from somewhere, but I can't quite remember. And you're right, hello to my 3.4k viewers! You don't have to subscribe if you don't want to, I'll keep your cat's safe with my fishing net,'