''Ello, my loves!" I belted out, while looking into my camera. "Today's video will be about-" My eyes wandered towards my door, that was now opening. My mother's head popped through the crack.

"Cherrie, dinner's ready come on down love."

"But I was filming-"

"Come on, love, you can film later. Dinner's getting cold." With that, she left and shut the door behind her.

"Well, I guess today's going to be a vlogging day, aye?" I chuckled into the camera as I turned it off.

I stood up and stretched. I picked up my camera off the tripod and set it back in it's case to keep it safe. I shut and locked the case, then made my way out of my bedroom. As I walked down the old staircase, it creaked. I hate that. When I was seven, I would sneak down the stairs to get a midnight snack, but I would get caught most of the time because of these stairs. I laughed to myself and made my way into the dinning room.

"Evening, mum." I walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Evening, Cher." She smiled as I sat down next to her at the table.

"How was your day?" I asked whilst looking down at the plate in front of me. We are having popcorn chicken and mashed potatoes, with a side of blueberries, as a healthy addition to the plate. I smiled a bit - this is one of my favorite meals.

"It was great, yours?"

"Same as always; filming and playing around on the internet." I began to eat.

"That's nice, love."

A few minutes after we begun to eat, my step-father waltzed in and sat down across from me at the table. "Evening, love." He leaned over and kissed my mother's cheek.

"Evening, Paul." She smiled at him and continued to eat.

"Evening Cher." He nodded towards me.

"Paul," I said and continued to eat.

My relationship with Paul isn't the best. He stepped into my life a few years ago, and I didn't like him one bit. Then he and my mother married, and I was forced to call him 'dad.' I stopped that a few months after saying that I was going to live with my real father if I had to call another man 'dad.' So my mother and I settled to an agreement that if I acted respectfully to him and didn't call him any mean names, I can call him Paul, instead of 'dad.'

Paul cleared his throat that made both mum and I look at him. "I need to say something."

"What is that?" Mum asked him.

"I got a promotion at work." Paul smiled with pride.

"Oh, honey, that's wonderful."

I smiled a bit. "Great." I nodded and finished up my supper.

"That's not the only good part," Paul continued, "Guess what else."

"What?" Mum chuckled.

"Guess."

"Obviously we can't guess, just tell us." I laughed a bit.

"Arighty, they're giving me a raise."

"That's good," Mum said.

"Good." I nodded.

"Cher," Paul said as I stood up to put my plate in the kitchen.

"Yes?" I responded.

"Since I'll be getting a raise, I've decided that I'll take you to get a new camera and stuff that goes with it. How does that sound?"

My eyes widen. "Oh, my gosh!" I exclaimed. "Yes, yes, yes." I put my plate back on the table and ran over to hug him.

"Thank you so much!" I let him go and clapped my hands together. "I've been needing a new one too."

"You're welcome, Cher." Paul chuckled.

"Thank you again." I smiled and went back to grab my plate. "I'm really happy now!"

I went and put my plate in the sink and jogged back up the stairs. I walked back into my room and shut the door behind me. I rubbed my eyes a bit and sat down at my computer desk, still smiling. I logged onto twitter and tweeted: 'Paul's getting me a new camera! I'm so happy now. I've been needing a new one for a long time now.' I logged out and clicked on YouTube. I logged on, and I scrolled down my news feed and saw a bunch of new comments were made on my newest video. The video was of me singing a cover of Bruno Mars, 'When I Was Your Man,' but the girl version, so, 'When I Was Your Girl.' I scrolled down and read some of the comments.

'Ur a amazing singer Cher!' One read. I laughed at their bad grammar.

'omg, your amazing cher luv u3'

'jesus u have an amazing voice.'

'Cher u should try out for the X-Factor.' That one caught my attention the most. I shrugged. I knew I wasn't that good of a singer, and I was shy, but it was worth a try. Maybe I should talk it over with mum and Paul, or something. I shrugged and yawned. I sat up straight.

"Right, back to making the video." I smiled and clapped my hands together. "Let's begin the madness, Cher - let's begin."