"Come on! Only fifteen left! I'm so close now!" I say kneeling by my laptop, which is on my bed. Pushing my duvet into a large ball in the corner of my bed, as my excitement and anticipation grows to its extremity. "Oh, ten!" I clamour, getting closer to my screen, I retain my eyes on the subscription box with multiplying numbers. As I see the number multiply again, I shriek and bounce on my bed, I'm too volatile to sit still.

I pick up my laptop, I hold it in my arms and I hit F5 to refresh my page. I exclaim "Woohoo! I did it! Yay! I did it," I dance around my room, not caring about the cords wrapped around my ankles. I said loudly "Yes! Twenty thousand!" I almost threw my laptop onto my bed and immediately ran downstairs to announce to my grandmother "Gran, Gran! I've reached 20,000 subscribers!" Gran looks up from emptying the dishwasher with a rare creeping smile on her face "Jess that is wonderful! You've spent so many hours on your videos."

I lean over the dishwasher, hugging my gran "I'm so proud of my little YouTuber!" I remind Gran "Gran, I'm not little anymore! 28 is not young and I'm not entirely sure if you could classify me as a proper YouTuber. As you have to have 200,000 subscribers to get invited to the YouTube Headquarters in London." Gran replied "Well I'm over the moon for you sweetheart." She returns back to re-filling the dishwasher and I walked back up to my bedroom, lying down on my bed and smiling happily as I glance over my channel and say to myself "well, I'm only nine hundred and eighty thousand closer to one million." I shut down my laptop and go for a shower and go to bed.

THE NEXT DAY

I log onto my laptop to check my emails and I have one new email, which makes my heart skip with joy. I read the message from the 'YouTube admin', which said that I was invited to an exclusive event for 'upcoming' YouTubers, with talks, tips and stories from experienced and more well-known stars. Without even thinking I emailed the YouTube admin back and immediately went to look for train tickets to London. Because I live 2 hours away from London, the ticket prices are cheap, but I know Gran needs me but I have to go because I said I'd go. I sigh quietly whilst looking over at my coffee jar full of all my money I had got from my job. I had been saving it for a deposit for a house or a flat or a car for the future but I guess I'll have to use some of the money for my trip. With short breaths I click "buy" and I start to plan the journey.

I had a full time job at Apple store in the local shopping mall, and as they only employed me and this other girl, I was assisting people with their Apple product problems pretty much 24/7. It completely exhausts me out, some days I don't even get home until midnight, my eyes on the verge of closing, but I still find time to make videos. I spend 90% of my time at work and then the other 10% in front of the camera or sitting at my desk, editing. My life was not the greatest, in fact far from it, but YouTube was my escape. From all my stresses, worries, my work and reality. Which was why being invited to an official meeting with YouTube, made me feel extremely excited, the most excited I've felt in years. The one thing that I was worrying me the most was that I get really awkward around some of the most amazing people in the world, especially if my one true favourite YouTuber would be there, Phil Lester.

I get up from my bed and start getting ready for chaotic day at work, brushing my brown shoulder length curly/wavy hair into a low ponytail. I look in my mirror sighing as I see a few acne spots on my chin. My nose crinkles, my brown eyes squint and my thin, slightly wonky lips fall into a forced smile "come on, hell awaits." But I know that thinking about the meeting would keep me sane. It would be something to keep me going, in just two weeks I would be there in London, the place where all hopeful YouTubers long to go to.