"Come on! Only twenty one left! I'm so close now!" I kneel by my laptop, on my bed. Pulling my duvet into a messy ball, as my excitement and anticipation reaches a climax. "Oh, eleven!" I shout, getting closer to the screen, keeping my eyes on the box with the increasing numbers. When the number increases again, i squeal, jumping up, too nervous to sit still.

I pick up the laptop, holding it in my arms, as i hit 'refresh'. "Wohoo! I did it! Yes! I did it!" I shout, jumping up and down, not caring about the leads caught up around my ankles. "Yes! Ten thousand!" I almost throw the laptop onto my bed, racing downstairs to spread the news. "Mum, mum! I reached 10,000 subscribers!" Mum looks up from her ironing, a rare smile creeping onto her face. "Oh Clara, that's brilliant! You've worked so hard."

I lean over the huge pile of laundry, hugging my mum. "Wow, i'm so proud of my little youtuber!" "Mum, i'm not little anymore! 22 isn't young and i'm not sure that you could class me as a proper youtuber. You have to have at least 200,000 to be invited to youtube headquarters in London." "Well, i'm still over the moon for you darling."

She returns to her work and i walk back upstairs, lying down on my bed and grinning as i look again at my channel. "Well, i'm ten thousand closer to one million." I say to myself, closing down the laptop and getting back up to take a shower.

The next morning i have a new email, from an address which makes my heart race, i read the message from 'youtube admin', which tells me about an exclusive event for 'up-and-coming' youtubers, with talks, tips and tales from experienced and more well known stars. Without a seconds thought i email back with my reply and straight away look at train tickets to London.

Because i live 4 hours away from London, the price is pretty huge, but i know that i just have to go. I sigh as i look over at my glass jar, stuffed full of saved notes, from my job. I had been saving it for a deposit on a house or a flat for the future, but i guess that i would have to break in and use some. With bated breath i press 'buy' and sit back as i mentally start planning my journey.

I had a full time job at a local cafe down the road, and as they only employed me and one other girl, i was there waitressing pretty much 24/7. It completely tired me out, some days i would get home at around midnight, my eyes shutting, but i would still find time to make videos. If i spent 90% of my time at work, then the other 10% would be in front of my camera or sitting at my desk, editing. My life wasn't the greatest, in fact it was far from it, but YouTube was my escape. From my stresses, my worries, my work and reality. Which was why being invited to an official meeting with YouTube, made me feel as excited as i had ever felt in my entire life.

Although, there was one little thing that made me slightly worried, the fact that i might be completely awkward around some of the most amazing people in the world, especially if my one true favourite YouTube would be there. Dan Howell.

I get up from my bed and start getting ready for yet another manic day at work, brushing through my blonde wavy hair into a high up messy bun, al la Zoella. I look at my mirror, sighing as i see a new bunch of spots appearing on my chin. My small nose wrinkles, my green eyes scrunch up and my thin, slightly wonky lips fall into a forced smile. "Come on then, hell awaits."

But i know that thinking about the meeting will keep me feeling sane. It would be something that i could use to keep me going, in just two weeks i would be there. The place where every hopeful YouTuber longs to go.