Hey everybody! It's Geekluva here and welcome to the next chapter of Hey There, Emile. Now to answer some thing in the reviews.

To guest: I suggest you get an account but it doesn't matter. Funny thing is, my story was actually inspired by 'Chuggaaconroy, King of Let's Players'! I really hope firegirl956 gets to read this. My story is actually inspired by another story, too. But, I won't say because I will spoil the OH-SO SECRET plot twist in the story. I'll leave a hint at the end if you want to try to figure it out but that's al the hints I will give you.

Now, here's...

CHIIAPTER 2: Here I Go!

*A few months later*

Things have been going great for Emile and I. We've been messaging each other back and forth everyday. I told him if he forgot something in one of his videos and vise versa or we would just talk about video games in general. Today, I just gave him my number for when I got to PAX. My cousin, Rose, knew how much I loved and wanted to meet Emile. So, a few weeks before, she gave me tickets to PAX East! I told Emile all about it and said we were going to meet up. So, here I am, packing up all my stuff for PAX. Video camera. Check. Video games. Check. Other clothes. Check. Now, I'm all packed up. I slip on a TRG t-shirt, denim shorts, and my red toms. I tie my amber hair into a ponytail and grab my bags. I take one more look in the mirror before I go. My family says I look pretty, but I don't think so. I'd rather have long, curly brown hair and brown eyes. (Can we switch bodies, please!?) But, I guess not. I rush out of my apartment building and into my white Mustang and drive to the LAX airport.

Quick A/N: Isabella lives in LA, California.

I rush through the busy airport to find my plane. 'Los Angeles to Boston, Now boarding' the sign read. I run faster. "Come on, come on." I whisper to myself. I hand to tickets to the lady and rush in the plane. I find my seat and settle in. I sigh, leaning back in my seat. "Finally.." I mumble to myself. We take off and I lay back in my chair. I put on my earphones that are plugged in to my laptop and click on Chuggaa's new LP of Sonic Colors. I fall asleep dreaming about Emile the whole way.

*TIME SKIP*

I wake up with a massive headache. I look down at my watch. 7:50. It looks as if the plane is landing. I get my bags and hop off the plane. I rush to the baggage claim when I run into someone and fall down. "Oh my god! I am so sorry!" He grabs my arm and helps me up. "No, it's my.." I get a good look at his face. Is this... "Tyler?" "Isabella!" He pulls me into a bear hug. "Tyler. Can't. Breath. Let. Go." He releases me and blushes. "Sorry about that.." He apologizes. I laugh at how depressed he looked. "Nah, it's ok," I giggle more. "Just next time, don't choke me!" We both crack up.

Tyler was the only friend that I had from school. It all started in sixth grade. I was being bullied by one of the popular girls. "What the fuck are you wearing!?" She said, gesturing to my Yoshi t-shirt. "It's my favorite t-shirt..." I mumble. "Well, I guess it makes sense. A stupid, ugly girl buys stupid, ugly clothes. Typical." Tears were stinging my eyes. I vowed not to cry in front of them. It made me seem weak.. "Aww... Is the ugly baby girl about to cry?" She smirks at me, expecting me to break down. "Hey! Leave her alone!" I hear a male voice shout. "And what will you do about it?" asked the girl. "Mr. Nerdy-pants?" He sticks his hand out and grabs mine. "Come on. Let's go.." We run off to the crowded lunch area. We sit down on one of the lunch tables. "I'm Tyler, by the way." he says, sticking his hand out. "Isabella" I answer, shaking his hand.

"Hmm. Can I call you Bella?"

"Fine by me." I say, grinning the whole time.

We talked for the rest of lunch. Turns out, he was a gamer, too! And ever since then, he was my best friend and only best friend. I never had a crush on him because I always thought it would be totally awkward. We love each other, but like a brother and sister.

"So, are you here for PAX East?" He asks, interrupting my thoughts. "Noooo. I came here so I can watch a movie." I answer sarcastically. "Ha ha. Very funny. Who bought you the tickets?" "Rose." We walk to our baggage claim, catching up on the whole way there. I haven't brought up Emile yet, because I thought he didn't know him. I pick up my bags, say goodbye, and call a cab to get to my hotel. Now, time for some fun!

So good right? I hope more people read my two stories, because now I'm desperate for views. And now as promised, here's the hint:

No outro yet, so I will just wave awkwardly

*Waves awkwardly*