Inside YouTube-Minx Chapter 7

April 6, 2015

I lay down on my new bed, smiling in joy as I hear the door click shut behind her. I felt like I would never stop smiling, that I would be stuck like this forever. She was just so perfect, too perfect even. I mean, sure she must have imperfections like everyone but to me she was something that I never wanted to let go of. Even though I'd only known the woman for about fifteen minutes I knew that she was someone I could relate to, someone who I could love. I hadn't felt that way since…no. I couldn't say it.

But yes, I hadn't felt that way since Liz, since she last smiled at me. Even though Krism was Hispanic she was an uncanny image of Liz, personality wise. She just had that carefree attitude of someone who knew people were going to like her. Her eyes always seemed to shine and her mouth playfully smirking. She seemed to float everywhere with an aura of happiness. I slunk onto the floor, deep in thought, my purple streak hiding my face. Someone as carefree and perfect as that had to have a boyfriend; she probably didn't even like girls. Why choose plain old me. I sighed in contempt. I didn't stand a chance with someone like that. But she seemed to like me, as a friend at least.

I smiled to myself. She seemed like she was worth it, I could pretend I just liked her as friend, just so I could be near her. I sat up then, smiling wider. I would do this! We would be best friends! It would be the best thing ever, next to dating her of course. I longed to run my fingers through her long hair, but that would have to wait. I looked around my new room; it was amazing, nothing like I was used to. At home I lived modestly, even though YouTube gave me enough money to live a little better. I preferred a house big enough for two, not a mansion like some YouTuber's wanted. That just wasn't me. I needed to put up some posters or something to really make it mine. I looked over at my suitcases, stacked neatly in the corner. Did I really have to unpack right then and there? I was reasoning with myself. My room looked nice now and unpacking everything would lead to random piles of mess.

My stomach rumbled. That settled it, I was going to get something to eat and leave all of this stuff here. I checked my phone. It was already five in the afternoon, time for dinner. I realized that I had been sitting in my room thinking about Krism for over an hour. I laughed at myself. Freak. I listened carefully and heard Krism shouting profanities, and someone else laughing. Someone must be losing at a game, I thought. I stood up and walked over to the bathroom, looking in the mirror. I looked as good as I was ever going to today in my causal outfit. I was set. I crept out of my room and began walking down the huge staircase to the dining room. I heard aimless chatter and when I arrived downstairs I saw it. The table was packed with gourmet looking food of all kinds, with a huge tablecloth and velvet chairs. I saw the others wondering around and setting various things onto the table. My mouth watered just looking at it. If the food was this good I would get fatter than I already was.

I walked into the adjoined kitchen and almost ran right into Mark, who was carrying a couple different salad dressings. He steadied me before I fell and laughed. "Watch where you're going Minxy Moo." I laughed. "Right back atcha Markimoo!" We laughed and he stepped around me to put the various dressings on the table. I sighed. "Where did all this delicious food come from? Don't tell me you did all this?" I would be shocked if Mark the bachelor cooked us a gourmet feast. Marzia called to me as she set a bottle of wine at the table. "Actually there is a private chef. He cooked all of this, can you believe it?" I was stunned. We, the lowly YouTubers, got a private chef? My eyes widened, taking in the meal before me. "Wow. Count me in." Mark laughed. "We would've come and got you anyway. This is not a meal to miss." I smiled and sat down in the nearest chair, in the middle. There didn't seem to be anything for me to do, so I decided to just wait it out. I stared into plate in front of me, my mouth watering just thinking about the food. Felix and Cry each sat on either side of me.

Cry clapped me on the back, breaking me out of my thoughts. "So…" He said. "Whatever happened to that girlfriend of yours? Liz, I think her name was." Just hearing her name tore the smirk off of my face. Cry looked confused and Felix hit him on the head. "Idiot. Don't mention that. Didn't you see everything on Twitter?" I must have looked crushed because Cry panicked. His eyes widened. "No, what happened?" Felix quickly pulled out his phone, opened Twitter, and handed it to Cry. Cry scanned everything and somberly looked up at me, frowning. "I'm sorry Minx, I was really insensitive. I didn't think about what I was saying." I decided to look brave and smiled, weakly. "It's okay Cry. I understand." He gave me an awkward hug and moved to talk to Felix about Fatal Frame as I sat quietly. I needed to get her out of my mind and think about everything good that was happening. I was on a reality show for god's sake, was successful, and I had amazing friends. I didn't need to think about her.

Suddenly Ken and Mary swept into the room, smiling. They both sat down across from me, intertwining their fingers on top of the table. I look pointedly at them and Mary blushed, pulling their hands under the table. Marzia walked in and gracefully sat beside Felix, smiling at me. I smiled back, and turned to the door to see who else was coming. Anthony sat down, along with Mark and Dlive. I smiled. All my friends were here. We all grew silent and stared at the food in front of us, no one moving. Ken coughed. "Uh…does anyone want to say grace or something?" We all looked at each other, unsure. I knew I was safe from this, everyone knew where I stood with religion. Ken smiled at me. "How about you Minx?" We all held back our laughter, except for Anthony, who just looked confused. I smirked at Ken. "Ha-ha Kenneth, tell the atheist to say grace, of course." I laughed. Marzia shrugged. "I guess it doesn't matter, let's dig in." I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw Ken daintily setting his napkin on his lap. I burst out laughing and everyone stared at me. I giggled. "Sorry, it just amused me seeing big manly ken act like a society lady." Ken blushed as we all laughed.

I was passed some pork chops, mixed vegetables, mashed potatoes, and dinner rolls. I quickly shoveled them onto my plate, feeling the sweet relief as I took the first bite of my pork chop. It was delicious. I sighed happily and continued eating. I heard little snippets of conversation. The guys were talking about games, the girls fashion, and then I heard one thing that made me listen. Everyone was leaning towards one topic, one that made me sit up. Mark spoke lowly. "So where's the other girl?" The other girl? Krism? Mary shook her head. "I'm not sure, have all of you seen her. I only saw her once, and it was only because she was arriving at the same time as me." Marzia nodded. "I saw her once. She just kept her head down and walked. She looked pretty." Mark nodded. "I saw her too. A real babe. But a little odd, not that we're not weird. It's just that she hardly interacts with us, I thought this show was for us to interact?" Felix nodded. "Well, she'll come out when she's ready. Too bad she's missing all this food though." Then it clicked, Krism.

I shot up and everyone stared at me. Dlive squinted. "What's wrong?" Damn. I couldn't lie. He would be able to tell. I panicked. "Krism. That's her name. She and I share a gaming room. She's nice. But guys, this is serious. We have to invite her down here. She'll think we're being rude." Mark squinted as well. "When has the legendary queen of Let's Play not been rude?" I blushed and Felix and Mark broke into smirks. Dear god no. they locked eyes and yelled out. "MINX HAS A CRUSH!" I blushed furiously. "No, no I don't. It's just that. Um…" Dlive laughed. "I knew it. You can't hide your feelings from me. Go get her tiger." They all laughed as I blushed again and raced up the stairs, to Krism's room. I heard nothing but random clicks going on so I knocked. Krism opened the door without asking who was there, frowning and with messy hair. When she saw it was me she immediately smiled and smoothed her hair.

"Minx, hey. Didn't expect to see you so soon. What, could you not get enough of me?" She sounded flirtatious, but she was probably just teasing. I smiled and tried not to blush. "We're all having dinner. Want to come down and eat with us? It's a gourmet meal, not one to miss." Krism smiled. "Of course. Just let me change into something nicer." She shut the door and I stood there, waiting. I heard random movement and then a loud bang that made me jump. "UGGHHH!" I heard. Krism must have bumped into something. It sounded like it hurt. She popped out then in a blue shirt and black jeans, with ballet flats, and her trademark ponytail. Her red eye was covered by a deep brown contact. What a pity. It really was gorgeous. I decided not to say anything about it, there had to be a reason she covered it up. She smiled, with a bit of a wince. I smiled. "Sounded like that hurt." Krism laughed. "It did. I hit a stupid shelf."

We both laughed and started to walk down the stairs, smiling and giggling. Everything was silent when we reached the downstairs. I assumed Marzia and Mary quieted the guys. Cry and Felix were smirking. Mark's eyes widened when he saw Krism, I assumed he was looking at what she was doing to that tight shirt. I narrowed my eyes at him and smiled threateningly. "So guys. This is Krism. Krism, this is Mary, Marzia, ken, Felix, Cry, Anthony, Dlive, and Mark." Everyone chorused their hellos and Krism sat at the other end of the table, sadly far away from me. I stopped eating and strained to listen, and quickly heard Krism and Dlive start debating video games. All was well. Hopefully everyone liked her, and hopefully she liked me.

1 Hour Later

Krism, Marzia and I were doing the dishes. We volunteered to clean up. Well, if volunteering meant everyone leaving us in the room to clean. Mary and the guys were playing Super Smash Bros, and from what I could hear Mary was winning. We worked in silence, like a conveyor belt. Mary was washing, I was drying, and Krism was putting away. I was humming to myself as I dried a plate, smiling and handing it to Krism. When she reached for it our hands touched and she blushed. "Sorry." I nodded and felt my face flush as well as Krism walked away. I heard Marzia let out a quiet chuckle. I turned to her and saw her trying to hide a smile. "What?" I whispered. Marzia smiled as she handed me a glass. "It's just adorable. You two are almost as awkward as Felix and I were when we first met. Could it be that she likes you too? This could bloom into an adorable relationship." I shook my head. "She's too pretty to date me. Besides, adorable, I'm too old for adorable." Marzia sighed. "Minx, you aren't ugly. Besides, who are you calling old? You are twenty nine, old starts at forty. Just you wait. I bet she likes you too."

I was about to remark when Krism walked up and grabbed the finished cup. "What are you guys talking about?" I almost jumped out of my shell. "Um-uh-uh!? Nothing, we were talking about nothing, what are you talking about?" I smiled weakly and handed her the glass. She looked confused and walked away. Marzia laughed again. "Smooth." I grimaced. "Shut up!" Suddenly I heard the sound of glass shattering and a yelp from Krism. Marzia and I turned around instantly. "What happened?" Krism had a hand to her face and around her feet were the shattered remains of the glass. "My stupid contact fell out somewhere! I saw myself in the glass and it startled me. Sorry." I sighed. At least she was okay.

"Well where is the last place you had it?" Marzia smiled. "I didn't even notice you wore contacts. Why do you?" Krism brought her hand away from her eye and opened it. The crimson color of the iris was practically glowing in the dim light. Marzia gasped. "Krism, that's so pretty." Krism grimaced. "I don't like the attention it gets me. Let's just find my contact. It must be in this kitchen somewhere." We began searching on the floor and suddenly I heard a cry of triumph from Marzia. "Found it!" Krism raced over and snatched it out of her hand, hurriedly shoving it in. I frowned. "Don't you think you should clean that first?" I could tell her eye was watering. "Um… no I'm fine in fact could you excuse me okay thanks bye." With that Krism raced out of the room and up the stairs presumably. Marzia frowned. "Did I say something to offend her?" I shrugged. "She seems genuinely nice. She must just be really sensitive about her eye." IO turned away from the sink and muttered to myself. "I just don't know why."