I bounce on my bed waiting for the clock to strike midnight, meaning it will finally be my birthday. Yes, I am turning the big double digits of twelve years old, not really, I'll be twenty-four. I see the clock change and my phone begins freaking out. I pick it up and see the guys have tweeted me saying Happy Birthday.
The first one I read is from Craig, he tweeted me saying: Happy Birthday! You were born today and that's pretty cool.
Next was from Evan: Well looks like you're one year closer to death. Let's celebrate it!
Jonathan sent me a video with our GMod characters eating popcorn and cake ending with an explosion like always.
Tyler was next with a picture I had taken of us: Happy Birthday to this literal piece of shit I call my cousin!
Brock sent me a little gif of a birthday cake with candles saying Happy Birthday.
David sent me a picture of us from one of our road trips together: Have a Happy Birthday!
I went through the rest and read Marcel's last. He tweeted: I got a new controller for you since you smashed your old one! Happy Birthday!
I smiled and replied 'thank you' to all of them and added little notes as well. I scroll through Tweeter, that's what I call Twitter, a little bit longer.
I decide to make a Birthday Special on my channel by doing a Q&A. I tweet out my plan and for people to ask me questions about anything on their minds with #cakefurdayz. After I send it I turn off my phone and lay down for a quick nap before recording.
*Time SkIIIIIIIIIIIp*
I turn on the camera and plop down into my computer chair. I look down at my phone and open up Tweeter, spinning around in my chair the whole time. I start humming Tick Tock by Ke-$ha and bouncing around while I look through the questions people asked me.
I look up at the camera after a bit to start my intro. "Yo!" I throw a couple fake gang signs. "It's ya gurl!" I roll my eyes at myself, laughing. I hold up my arms at a ninety degree angle and slap them together. "Take two. My intro. Birthday Special." I say in a monotone voice, slipping off my chair.
"It's a me!" I pop up from the floor. "Mario- I hate myself so fucking much." I laugh at the last part. "Take three!" I do the thing with my arms again and continue.
"Hey guys it's (C/N) back at it again with another Call of Duty commentary." Instantly I frown and smile at the same time. "Why am I like this? Can I not do a stupid intro!" I slap my arms together again. "Take four. My intro. Birthday Special."
"Well shit!" I say holding my hands on my hips, looking at the camera sideways. "It's that time of year again. No, not a dumb holiday. It's the time where I celebrate being one year closer to that inevitable thing called death." I nod. "And what better way to celebrate than answer your questions." I point to the camera. "It's been awhile since I've done this, I'm excited."
I look down at my phone and read the first reply I see from thirty seconds ago. "First question is from K-T-Y-O. They ask 'what is your favorite birthday memory?'." I look up at the camera before thinking. "Well, uh, I'd have to say when I was about ten. Tyler came over because he was the only kid my mom really trusted having over at our house, probably because he was family and shit, but whatever... irrelevant. He was sitting on the couch all excited and it was creeping me out because if you've ever seen young Ty's excited face... nightmares!" I laugh. "Anyways, he had gotten me a gaming console and it was my very first one. I forget what it was called. But yeah, it was my first system and I'd always played with Ty on his so I was happy to have one to call my own."
"Next Question." I say with a french accent. I scroll down a couple times and pick a random one. "Okay, this one is from OMGVicky and they ask 'who was your first crush?'" I look up at the camera and bounce my eyebrows, snorting out a laugh. "His name was Garrett Fletcher. Now this was when I was in fourth grade? He was in sixth grade with Ty. He had the cutest scar on his cheek, it was so small and adorable, and the shaggyest blonde hair that looked so soft. And everyone said he was the best at kickball in his grade. My favorite thing about him was when he let me hang out with him at recess with his friends. Ty hated him so much, it was so funny." I smile before yelling.
"NEXT!" I read one and shake my head. "From kmstwentytimes, they ask 'how do I become meme like chu?'" I put on a pair of sunglasses sloppily and slide down my chair. "Like dis man."
*Time Skip to end of recording*
"Okay well, this is the end of the video..." I sigh. "Saddening I know. BUT this video has been an hour long! And yes, I didn't edit this too much to give you the raw awesomeness that is my brain! Hey guess what though... I answered all the questions I got from you beauty patooties." I blow kisses to the camera. "Comment what you think about longer videos where I just blab on and on about random shit. Like and subscribe... BUT ONLY IF YOU WANT TO! I won't force you. I do like to get feedback on what I do so do that! Now, this is (C/N) signing out!" I put a two finger salute out to the camera before leaning in to kiss it. I stop two inches away and laugh. "Sike! You totally thought I was gonna kiss you! AHHH!" I scream as I cover the camera with my hand and stop recording getting to editing as fast as I can.
*Time skip-hehe I can explain*
I'm cropping out my out-takes to put in at the end after my outro when I feel a presence behind me. My heartrate quickens tremendously causing my anxiety to spike. It's probably nothing, I watch to many paranormal shows.
I don't know why but something tells me that the thing is moving closer. I go to turn around and a pair of manly hands grab at my shoulders. "BOO!" The person yells. I, obviously, scream my heart out. Marcel, who's now next to me, is laughing his ass off.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKING CUNT ASS BAG OF DICKS! WHAT THE HELL!" I yell at him, making him laugh harder. I slap his arm before hugging him. "You scared the absolute shit out of me." He calms himself enough so he's able to hug me back.
"S-s-sorry." He says with a hissing sort of laugh. I rest my head on his shoulder, feeling him tense up next to me. I take a few deep breaths to calm my frantic heart. I rest my head on his chest with my arms still around him and sigh.
"Apology accepted." I feel him tense up even more against me, causing a sneaky smirk to spread on my face. I look up at him and he looks down at me. "What's wrong? Am I too close?" I ask, getting closer to him.
"N-no, I'm just a little hot that's all." He says with his face flushing pink.
"A little hot is an understatement." I mumble quiet enough that he can't hear. "So I'm okay right here?" I ask louder, rubbing my hands up and down on his chest.
I see him visibly gulp. "Y-Yeah."
"Are you sure?" I ask, getting close to his ear, resisting kissing this fine gentleman right now. Yes, I do have feelings for him, also a reason why I'm doing this.
"I'm sure. It's not like you'll bite me right?" I smirk and nibble his ear making him suck in a sharp breath.
"I make no promises." He doesn't move and I feel the heat radiating off his face. I wrap my arms around his neck and look him in the eyes. He stares back at me and I pop a kiss onto his nose. I could feel the lust from him and it made my tummy tickle. "Just do it already." I smirk and his lips are instantly on mine.
Now let's just say what happened next goes along with a certain song you might've heard of....
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Well I'm just great aren't I? Making you miss your upload time for YouTube! Your subs are gonna be pissed!!
Oh P.S. my birthday was the 1st! Happy belated bday to me lol..... have a good day!
Ima go before it gets too bad up in here,
Teddy ^~^

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