Mitch's POV

"Scott, turn on Netflix!" I yelled to my best friend, Scott Hoying, who was sitting down on the couch with our cat Wyatt.

"What do you want on?" He asked, looking at me.

"Spongebob. DUH! What else would I watch?" I told him, giving him a smirk and throwing him the remote control.

"Nothing else! All you watch is Spongebob!" He exclaimed, smiling at me.

"Exactly. Don't, start it yet, I am going to change into more comfortable clothes," I said, walking into my room right beside Scott's/

Let me introduce myself. I am Mitch Grassi. I am black haired QUEEN! I have a sphinx cat named Wyatt Blue Grassi-Hoying and a best friend named Scott Hoying! I am 1/2 of SUP3ERFRUIT, a youtube channel me and Scott created two years ago, and 1/5 of Pentatonix, an all a capella group! I am absolutely in LOVE with Starbucks and Sponge bob, although I HATE being tickled. Scott knows that and does it all the time to piss me off. I will tell you right now, I am gay and so is Scott. We accept it and embrace it! I can also tell you something else. I am a fucking shy, shy girl. I don't talk to strangers very often. That is usually Scott, who is hell of a lot better of talking then I am.

After changing into my sweat pants and black shirt, I walked into the living room to find Scott with a blanket around him. I will not admit it to him, but I have a crush on him. We always make fun of it on SUP3RFRUIT. Everyone ships us and calls us 'Scomiche' which I fucking love! I would never admit to anyone that I love him, so it's just a secret I keep to myself. Kirstie, another member of PTX, always jokes that we are always attached to each other. We are constantly around each other and bounce off each other. Kevin and Avi, our beat-boxer and bass, thinks it's weird but Kirstie always thinks it's cute.

I am in a relationship right now with a boy named Travis who says he hasn't been in a serious relationship before, but already loves me. I love him too, but not as much as I love Scott. Me and Travis started dating about 1 year, although me and him keep it on the low, since camera's seem to follow me EVERYWHERE! Tonight around 8, Scott was going to leave to go to the club with Kirstie and I was going to leave around 8:30 to go to the movies with Travis. It would be our actual first date. I was very excited, because I would finally be able to know him. I hate how I don't love him as much as he loves me, but I don't want to break it off with him.

I sat down on the couch beside Scott and took half of the blanket. When the episode started, it was around 6:00. I decided I would put an alarm for 7:00 and when it went off, I would get ready. I looked over at Scott and saw how relaxed he was. I forced myself to look away, knowing that if I didn't know, I never would. I did get a couple side glances though. Every time I looked at him, for some odd reason, he was looking at me. I decided to look like I didn't care, but in my mind, I was fucking going crazy. Why the fuck is he looking at me? I wondered, trying to focus on the TV. about 30 minutes later, the episode ended and I got up and decided to go to my room and be lazy for the next half hour. I flopped on m bed and soon, I was fast asleep.

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My phone went off after about 5 minutes of sleeping. Wondering what it was, cause it certainly wasn't 7 yet. I check my phone to find a text message from Travis. I quickly opened my phone, thinking it was something romantic that he always did before a "date". Instead I found a text message that rocked my whole world:

Mitch, I'm sorry, but we're through. I am just not ready for a relationship this serious. I have found someone else. You can forget the date. I have already scheduled one with a new guy. Sorry again! -Trav.

I read it five more times, just to make sure I wasn't imagining it or I was missing something. He was dumping me? For someone else? I felt a tear slid down my face and I threw my phone across the room. I felt a sob rack my body as tears spilled out of my eyes like a river. I grabbed a pillow and clutched it against my chest.

5 minutes later I stopped crying and decided something. I was going out. I didn't know why, I just wanted to get out. I changed into better clothes and wiped my face tear stroked face. I threw on my jacket and grabbed my phone that I had thrown across the room. Thankfully it wasn't dented or cracked. I went outside, and walked to the closest club that I could find. I wouldn't be there for long. I would go back home. I just needed to stop me from thinking about Travis, the man who broke up me for someone else.