Would you rather? (A Smosh Fan fiction) Chapter 1

How do you end up in these happy moments? Well first of all you gotta go through some tough moments too. But eventually, you'll get the story that life has written you.

It all started when I moved to Sacramento…

Tascha's POV

"Yes mom, I will call you when I get to the new house. Yes I have remembered my passport and ticket. Mom, I will miss you too. Ok. Bye Bye."

My mom called me like 30 times already asking the same things over and over. I was excited to move in, especially now when I moved to lovely California. I was tired of all that snow in Denmark so, right after gymnasium I decided to move to a warmer place. I have always dreamt about moving to the US but I never thought it was actually gonna happen.

I just got out of my plane with my other Danish friends and we knew absolutely nothing about America.

When we had got our stuff we sort of like laughing at what each other said and stuff and I was turning my head away when I bumped in to someone. At first I didn't felt it but that might be because I was having a seizure (not serious. It's based on me and I'm Epileptic so therefore.). After several seconds I finally said "ouch" luckily not in Danish. That would have been pretty embarrassing considering who I bumped into. "I'm so sorry!" Two familiar voices said in unison. It was Anthony and Ian from Smosh! "No, no I'm sorry I should have kept an eye out for where I'm walking" I said without being sure that made sense in English.

I eventually got up and excused a couple of times while my friends stood behind me and giggled because they thought it was funny and they loved Smosh, just like me. "Well if your friends are ok with it will you then a ride back home?" Anthony said in his lovely American accent. "Sure my friends was about to go anyway" I said with a voice that was hinting that my friends should go away, but as always, they didn't get it. "Excuse me one second" I said to the two very attractive men. I got to my friends and said that they should go home right away. They agreed like it was their own idea and got out to Emilie's car.

Anthony's POV

"She's…." "Hot" I interrupted Ian as we both looked at her probably staring like idiots. "Annoying friends…Anyway I actually just moved to Sacramento so I haven't seen my new house yet so..." She said "Should we drive you there or is someone going to pick you up or…" Ian said. "Well I was about to call a cap when I bumped in to you so I guess you can drive me" She said with the funniest accent ever. I don't think she was English in any way at all. "Then let go" I said. We headed to my car when I realized I dropped my keys. "FUCK IAN! I DROPPED MY KEYS!" I yelled at him like he could do something about it. "Do you mean these?" the girl said as she pulled my keys out of her purse. "How did they end there?" I asked "well I guess they fell in my purse when we bumped together" she said with obviousness in her voice. We all got in the car and drove away.

The next chapter will be up soon so don't worry I have the whole day off to write.

Tascha