I am undoubtedly a nerd. A crazy, anime-loving, Doctor Who obsessed, Star War enjoying, indefinite Trekkie-claimed nerd. Though, I really hadn't counted on adding 'Charlie McDonnell fangirl' to that list. I'm a not so obsessed with him to the point where I would like, I don't know…jump off a bridge for him. Well…maybe I would if a bungee cord had been included in that deal. I've always wanted to go bungee jumping anyway. Anyhow, moving to London for a four year college class or something wasn't included in my plans for life either. And moving across the hall from Charlie McDonnell, English twenty-something who sits in his room and makes YouTube videos definitely wasn't something that I thought to be possible.

It was like one chance in five million. Yes, one chance in five million, not one million chances, nope, I mean five million.

Oh, and let's not forget falling in love with said Charlie McDonnell an English twenty-something who sits in his room and makes YouTube videos was totally unexpected to the point where I didn't even want to comprehend it.

Flying to London all the way from SFO[1] was boring. And not to mention sitting in a plane for…I forget how many hours, but let's assume over twelve freaking hours next to a creepy guy with sunglasses in a dark plane and a bitchy lady who would not shut up, was…to say in the least a horrible plane ride. The kid kicking my seat was nice though. You see, I actually like sitting in front of a fidgety kid because when they start kicking my seat, I treat it as a massaging chair. Yes, I am crazy. I'm fortunate to have taken a plane with Wi-Fi, because otherwise, I would've just gone insane just listening to the MGM-impersonator[2] beat boxing in my ear and spitting all over my legs.

So what did I do during this 'over twelve hour long' flight?

I watched YouTube videos. And if I had to name my top four favorite YouTubers, they would be listed in no particular order like this: Smosh, Freddie Wong, Ray William Johnson, and Charlie McDonnell. Watching all of their videos allowed me to pass the time. Though…my luck ran out when my battery was completely drained.

You could say that ten percent of my crazy was unleashed when I finally got fed up with the two passengers next to me and yelled, "Oh my God, would you two please just sew your lips together?" The lady had turned to look at me with such a feeble glare that even my favorite anime character could laugh at, and let me tell you that he doesn't laugh. Ever.[3]

"Excuse me?" She had asked with a British accent that I had just noticed now. The man had stopped beat boxing and had decided to keep quiet. Maybe he was better off like that. "What right do you have to tell us to keep quiet when you're here just giggling at nothing?" Was I giggling? I don't recall ever giggling in my life. Giggling and me did not go together as a pair. Now if you put me and laughing hysterically, that's a whole other story.

"What right do I have?" I asked, "I do have a right to tell you to shut up because I have to sit here for the next few hours of my life listening to you bitch about someone I don't know, and frankly don't care about. So, don't be telling me that I have no right to tell you to shut up, because I'm forced to sit on this plane, watching as hours of my life waste away that I will never get back as you jabber loud enough for the whole world to hear compared to my quiet 'giggling'." That had put her in her place, but just for good measure, I grabbed my belongings and moved all the way to the back of the plane with steam pouring out of my ears.

This is how I met Charlie McDonnell, the one and only who is in a band called 'Chameleon Circuit' that sing songs about Doctor Who.

The seat by the window was empty, so I had taken that one. The man, who I had yet to recognize as one of my favorite YouTubers had his hoodie pulled up, and was leaning his chin on his hand. I sighed and looked at the blank screen of my iPhone. For at least two weeks, I would be disconnected from the internet once I finally managed to get to London. Because then I would have to unpack and figure out how to set up my networking system with all the weird power outlets, and etc.

In short, for two whole weeks, I was going to die of internet deprivation.

You're wondering why I don't go to a café with free internet or a book store, I mean it is the twenty-first century after all. Well, I was raised as a hermit, so I don't like going out, even if I like talking to people and socializing in general, I'm just a homebody. I don't like going out as much as I should for a person my age. This has got to be unhealthy. After about another three hours, the flight attendant came by and asked if we wanted any drinks, snacks, or food in general.

Now, you see, I don't like leaving people sleeping when the flight attendant comes by; it's rude of me to wake them from their slumber, but isn't the snacks and drinks the best part? Does anyone agree with me?

So, I gently tapped his shoulder. He still hadn't woken from that. And I know he was a male, it's pretty obvious even if I hadn't seen his face too clearly yet. I shook his shoulder as gently as possible trying my best not to anger him. He stirred slightly. I sighed and decided to try asking him or something.

"Sir, do you want anything?" He didn't reply anything coherent accept a few mumbles. I decided to shake him roughly, no matter how rude this may be. It was either fate or my crazy side just wanting to wake this person up. His ocean blue eyes finally fluttered open, I wanted to gasp at the sight of them, but I was stunned. Unfortunately, I didn't get to spare a second glance at them as he turned to face the flight attendant.

"Oh, the attendant's here? I didn't realize." He said. The British accent sounded so…familiar. I couldn't place my finger on it, but I knew that British accent from somewhere. He quickly ordered some Farley's Rusks[4] and a cup of orange juice. I had ordered the cookies as well just as a wonder to what they tasted like. Though for the drink I stuck to the, and I quote: 'fizzy elixir of the gods'.[5]

"I'm sorry for waking you up, I just…I don't know what caused me to do that. I just figure that the snacks and drinks are the best part and that anyone wouldn't want to miss it. It's like a Geico commercial, everyone I know sticks around to watch it since their so funny." I realized that I was rambling and quickly shut up. He chuckled.

"You're right; they are the best part of a plane flight." He said. "It's getting a bit hot in here." He unzipped his jacket, and revealed a face that I knew all too well.

"Ohmygosh!" I said quickly. "Y-You're, y-you're-!" I couldn't think rationally and out of impulse, I pointed at him and said, "I found you, Charlie!"[6]

[1] SFO is the San Francisco International Airport
[2] MGM is MysteryGuitarMan...his real name I forget and I don't have to time to search.
[3] My favorite anime character at the moment is Toshiro Hitsugaya.
[4] Farley's Rusks (I hope I got that right) is a cookie made for infants, but a lot of non-infants eat it since it tastes so delicious! It was in Charlie's video 'Baby Food'.
[5] The quote is from Smosh's second channel video, Lunchtime w/ Smosh: 2 GUYS 1 CHICKEN.
[6] The 'Finding Charlie' thing is from one of his previous videos called 'Can You Find Charlie' in which you yell out this phrase and he gives you a button. The only catch is that he has to be doing his normal everyday tasks and he won't be doing this if you see him at an organized event. I don't know if he still does this, he might, but I haven't met the guy so I don't know.