Hey guys! I'm back with a new story that I've been secretly working on this for a while. I honestly don't know what you guys will think but, here it is. I really hope you enjoy!

Ok, I know some elements in this story are a bit off, but what can I say, I tried my best! I know Minecon hasn't ever been in LA, but I decided that in my story it would be. I know there is a lot of things that may not be true in real life, but please don't mind it. I'm trying to make this story as awesome as possible. Thanks guys and enjoy the story!

Chapter 1

(Alyssa's POV)

I was waiting in my car for Kaitlyn to finally come out of her house. Bored, I checked my Twitter, and then talked to my other friend, Sophia, who was also waiting on Kaitlyn. I sighed and checked my watch for about the fiftieth time. I was starting to get a little irritated.

"Wow. I know she usually is slow, but this time she's taking forever." Sophia complained.

Finally, we saw the door open and Kaitlyn running, arms full of luggage.

"Sorry guys." Kaitlyn apologized as she hopped into my car, and I backed up and began our journey to the airport.

"It's fine Kate." I replied, eyes still on the road. I was a nervous driver. Let's just say I drive like a 60-year-old woman. (No offense to them)

We continued a steady conversation, trying to figure out who would drive the car to L.A.

"Well, we all know I can't drive that long before going crazy." I said, with a small smile.

"I can't drive this car." Sophia stated.

Kaitlyn groaned. "Fine." she said, fake pouting.

I mentally cheered and we continued to chat until we reached the airport. Sophia and I said our goodbyes to Kaitlyn, and I silently said goodbye to my dark blue Mustang. We entered the airport and waited until our flight was called, where we handed the woman our tickets and entered the plane. We had saved enough money to buy 2 first class tickets, and we sat down in the poofy chairs, me in an aisle seat and Sophia across from me in the row next to me. I was really excited for later! I dug in my hot pink purse. We only had our carry-on bags. Kaitlyn had our luggage, and we would meet her at the hotel so we could check into our rooms. I turned on my iPod and started to listen to Where My Diamonds Hide, but I was interrupted by a poke in my shoulder. A guy, looking to be in his early twenties, was nervously looking around. I realized that he had the seat next to me, and I tucked in my legs, so he could slip past. He sat down in the chair, not saying a word, but instead ignored me and took out his phone. I decided to ignore the guy back and turned to Sophia, to see that she was sitting with a girl, looking around 13. The girl was smiling and looked really excited. She was probably a fan of Sophia. I smiled at them and then turned back to the man, who was busy listening to music. I decided to poke him, since I was extremely bored. He looked up at me and took out his ear buds.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing. I was just trying to start a conversation." I replied.

The man rolled his eyes and popped back in his ear buds. I shrugged and turned back to Sophia and the girl, who were both looking at me.

"Yeesh. Someone's a little crabby." Sophia said with a small smile.

The girl looked at me with wide eyes.

"Aren't you Cocoaberry?" she asked.

I smiled. "Yes." I replied, showing her my strawberry necklace, my most prized possession.

She smiled in delight and looked as if she was about to scream in joy. I looked over at Sophia, who clasped her hand over the girl's mouth as she shrieked. I smiled as Sophia rolled her eyes at the fangirl, who was clearly freaking out. I turned back to the man next to me, who was still listening to his music. I decided to try to talk to him again. I must have stared, because he looked up at me and frowned. He took out his ear buds.

"What?" he asked.

"I just wanted to talk to you. Have you ever looked up the definition of friendly before?" I shot back.

The man crossed his arms. "What is that supposed to mean?"

I gave him a smug smile. "It means that you're not being very friendly."

"I can be friendly." He said with a fake pout.

"Sure." I replied sarcastically

"I can! Here I'll prove it!" the man exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes in mock annoyment.

"What's your name?" he asked eyebrow raised.

"My name is Alyssa. Now, what is your name?" I questioned.

He sighed. "Mitch."

"There. Was it that bad to be friendly?" I asked, smug.

"No." Mitch replied, rolling his eyes mockingly. I laughed silently. This guy was funny.

"You know I'm really surprised you're not fangirling right now." Mitch said silently.

"Why would I be fangirling?" I questioned, eyebrow raised.

"You don't know who I am?" Mitch replied, clearly surprised.

"Should I?" I questioned. Now I was confused.

"Um, No." Mitch replied, nervously looking around.

I raised my eyebrow but decided to let it drop. Shrugging, I decided to play my favorite song on my IPod. I started to sing the song quietly, and thankfully, all the surrounding passengers were listening to music, so they didn't hear my quiet singing. Or at least I thought they didn't.

"When the days are ending and iron's smelting, the dreams we see while we're sound asleep. And the thieves' chain mail help them tread through hell, all of my traps failed, now my ores run stale. I wanna hide my stuff so they won't have a clue, cuz fate has not been kind, need a place they won't find. Even when they don't need, they still are made of greed, how could I be so dumb? How could I be so dumb? I put it in my house, I thought it would be safe, it's where my diamonds hide, it's where my diamonds hide. Don't get too close, I put traps inside. It's where my diamonds hide, it's where my diamonds hide."

I felt a tap on my shoulder and whipped around to see Mitch starting at me in shock.

"What?" I asked, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

"You sing really well." Mitch replied, smirking.

I felt myself flushing and turned away, trying to hide my embarrassment.

I looked at Sophia, who was sleeping soundly, ear buds still in her ears. Sighing, I felt my cheeks, which were still hot. I turned back to Mitch who was still staring intently at me.

"Did I just make you blush?" He questioned, smirking.

I looked down at my feet, embarrassed but not blushing.

"Vous avez fait de me faire rougir, mais c'était seulement parce que je n'ai jamais été dit que je suis un bon chanteur avant." I said quietly still looking down at my feet. (You did make me blush, but it was only because I have never been told I am a good singer before.)

He raised his eyebrow. "Vous pouvez parler français?" He asked. (You can speak French?)

I nodded. "Je vis par le Canada." I replied. (I live by Canada.)

"I see." Mitch replied.

We continued our little conversation in French, and I realized that Mitch can be a really open guy if he wants to. He even explained he had a YouTube channel, which has over 3 million subscribers.

"Wow. That's a lot. I have a channel too, but its only at 500,000." I explained. I looked over at Sophia, who was now awake, and looking at the two of us, eyebrow raised, most likely severly confused.

"That's cool. But seriously, I was really shocked when you didn't know me. I just figured that you would just be one of the three million fans. " Mitch said.

"I don't really watch other people's channels." I said silently.

I expected Mitch to be angry or disappointed, like a lot of other people, who went into a blind rage when I didn't know who there favorite YouTuber was. Mitch just looked shocked.

"So you don't know who Skydoesminecraft or PewDiePie or any other YouTuber is?" Mitch questioned.

"Nope. Just my friends and Bashurverse. But I don't watch his vids. Kaitlyn does." I explained.

"Is Kaitlyn the blond one next to you?" Mitch asked, looking over at Sophia, who was chatting with the girl beside her.

"No, that's Sophia. You haven't met Kaitlyn. She's driving my car to Minecon. Plus, she's not blond, she's a ginger." I explained.

"Oh." Mitch replied.

"So what is your channel called?" I questioned.

Mitch nervously looked around. "BajanCanadian." He replied quietly. He probably didn't want to attract any fangirls. I can relate. Fans can get a little crazy sometimes.

"What's yours?" He asked.

I smiled. "I shall never tell!" I proclaimed.

"Please?" Mitch asked.

"No. You don't need my charity." I replied.

"Pretty please with a cherry on top." Mitch asked, trying to win me over with puppy dog eyes.

"Never! You said my least favorite fruit!" I exclaimed, smiling.

"Hmm." Mitch said, clearly thinking. "Well, it has something to do with strawberries."

I noticed that he could see my strawberry necklace and my iPod case. What can I say, I live up to my name!

"Fine. It's Cocoaberry958." I reply.

"Oh. That makes sense." Mitch replied, smiling that he won.

I smiled back and popped back in my ear buds. I was personally was enjoying this trip so far.

Hope you guys enjoyed! I will be taking some OCs, so stay tuned for an author's note for more information...

Also, my friend Angel999FTW will be making the cover for the book, which hopefully will be out soon. She sacrificed her story to make it, so I would appreciate it if you guys would go check her out! She's deserves it!

Review with your questions, comments and suggestions. I'd love to hear some ideas.

I DO NOT own Where My Diamonds Hide, and just saying, I don't own any other characters like Mitch exceptcept my three OCs. So yeah, throwing it out there.