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Enjoy the chapter... there's a lot a stake here... especially for Preston... you'll see.
Preston POV
Another long day ahead. Three battle-domes, four Hunger Games, a Capture the Wool yet to record, trying to get my sister out of trouble, and dealing with Tyler. Everyone else had their own plans or dates, with their girlfriends. Just cause I didn't have a girlfriend didn't mean I couldn't have fun. Right?
I sat in my chair… in my bedroom… staring at the blank screen of my laptop. This wasn't supposed to happen, I thought to myself, Lia was supposed to like you. And then you could be normal again. Everyone hates you. Mitch gives you a billion torches every single battle-dome. I chuckled at that, but quickly stopped due to the loud shouting from across the hall.
Tyler called out "Hey Preston! Do you happen to have Lia's phone number?!"
"No…" I grumbled, and turned on my laptop for the fifth time that day. At the photo-shoot, Lia gave me a piece of paper with a phone number written on it. When I tried to call it, the number connected me to a completely different person. With no other way to contact her, I resorted to looking her up on the Internet. The only place where she might have been on through social media: the Doctor Who Club at her high school.
Searching through possible profiles on Facebook, I came upon one girl in particular: Rouge Blackburn. I clicked through multiple pictures of the violet-eyed brunette arm in arm with Lia, both girls with huge grins on their faces. They wore matching white T-shirts with blue English police-box (Tardis) pre-glued stickers, along with the title of the show, Doctor Who, and a picture of David Tennant next to Billie Piper (The Tenth Doctor and Rose Tyler)… I had to search them up (A/N: I already knew this, but Preston, the cactus, did not). Behind the girls stood a cardboard cut out of the same police-box. The world of fandoms was new to me, and I did not understand it at all.
Luckily, I found a cell phone number for Rouge. I typed it into my keypad on my own phone. Guess what? It turned out to be the same number that Lia gave me. Unlike the billion times that the call disconnected, someone finally managed to pick up.
"Hello?" a girl's voice broke through. She seemed unimpressed.
I stumbled on my words, expecting something else to occur. "Hi. M-my name is Preston…"
"Ugh. I knew that she-devil gave some random guy my number…"
Surprised, I backed away from the screen, staring at the number and then putting it back to my ear. "You knew that Lia sent me to you?!"
The girl growled. "Of course! I'm not dumb! As my best friend, she wants to set me up."
"With me? I don't even know you."
"That's what I keep telling her!"
"Rouge…" I chuckled, "That concept's stupid."
"How do you know my name?"
There was a brief pause before I cleared my throat, "I wanted to know why Lia gave me the wrong number. Facebook solves all problems."
Rouge seemed to forget about my stalking habits and continued. "Lia doesn't own a Facebook. Her mom is really strict about that kinda stuff. No social media for her. Rots the mind."
"You know what I say to that? Dang freaking cactuses!"
"What?"
I chose to turn to another subject, ignoring my Texan childhood. "Do you know the game Minecraft?"
She groaned, "Obviously. My sister Angel is obsessed."
"Does she watch Youtube?"
I could hear the pop of Rouge's gum. It brought me back to those days… sitting on the swings with Sara… sharing chewing gum… counting stars in the night sky… Her perfect smile...
"Duh."
That seemed to snap me out of my daydream. "Does she know TBNRFrags?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Cause that's me."
There seemed to be anger seeping in through the other side at that point. Literally… it looked as if smoke came through the bottom of the phone. "Lia tried to set me up with a Youtuber?!" I heard a loud bang before we disconnected.
"Rouge…?" I whispered.
Tyler burst into my room, a concerned look on his face, "Is everything okay in here?"
"Uh… yeah. I guess."
Another call came to my phone, and I pressed the accept button before putting it on speaker.
"Who is this?" The number didn't seem familiar, so I chose to just ask before making any final decisions.
"Lia."
Tyler stopped in his tracks, the door to my room halfway open. I allowed Lia to continue, my heart already beating out of my chest.
"I'm sorry, Preston. I want to apologize. Rouge can be a little out of hand…"
"Is it true that you write her number and give it to guys that like you?"
Silence.
I bit my lip. "Did you ever like Tyler?"
Another silence. I glanced back, seeing my old friend, teary-eyed.
"I don't like either of you," Lia admitted, "It was a ploy. I have a boyfriend. Draco Kehtarin. He's a cutie. But pretty much, I was trying to make you jealous so I could have Team Crafted's secrets."
"Never!" Tyler screamed. He ran out, slamming the door.
"You broke him," I growled, "How dare you?"
Lia giggled, "Well, Draco told me that your sister and him were at odds… but he's sending in someone else to take care of her…"
I moved to the edge of my seat. "What is he gonna do to Rachael?!"
"None of your worries. All you have to worry about is me." Beep… beep… beep…
Mitch POV
I leaned back in a chair in the dining room. In one hand, I held a tablet logged into Skype, waiting for Turqmelon to come online. There seemed to be a few technical issues with the Nexus, so Turq and Kyle had asked me to help them out. Something to do with membership I believe. The other hand, I grasped onto a turkey sandwich. Sandwiches can be so good… especially when you're not in the best of moods. You know what's even better? Hot chocolate.
Placing the tablet and sandwich onto a nearby side-table, I stood up and stretched my arms. I have to get more sleep, I thought to myself, Two hours isn't enough, Mitch. What was I doing for so long? Editing for Youtube. Yes. That can be very tiring, not to mention time-consuming.
The house seemed quieter than usual. Everyone but me, Preston, and Tyler had gone out of the house for something I didn't care about. Ray was my only concern, and she left hours ago for her audition.
As I walked to the kitchen, I heard a loud knock on the front door. Confused, I tiptoed to the peeping glass, peered through it, and saw a familiar voice. Smiling, I opened the door.
"Hi."
"Hey Mitch!" Dan aka CavemanFilms yelled. He wrapped his arms around me for a bro hug. Yes. That is a real thing.
Dan continued, "Is anyone else here? Adam most likely?"
"No… he's out with Fia… why are you here?"
"Wanted to talk business."
"Business. That can wait… can't it?"
"Of course!"
"Why don't we go into the entertainment room and chat?"
"Give me a second." He pulled out his phone and typed in a quick message. "Do you mind if I invite my roommates to hang out too?"
"Go ahead… I didn't know you have roommates."
"Well now you do!" Dan burst out laughing.
About a minute later, someone knocked on the front door. Dan walked over to open it, although he obviously knew it wasn't his house.
A perky young woman stepped inside first. Her long brown was tied hair up in a tight ponytail, shimmering grey eyes peering at everything possible, skinny black jeans around her legs, a light purple sweatshirt covering her abdominal and upper arms, and black high-top converse that seemed too large for her feet. The man who came inside next instantly high fived Dan, signifying that they were close friends. Dan messed up his friend's fashionable bowl-cut hairstyle, and fixed the man's square brown glasses, revealing his crystal clear blue eyes. The man changed the glasses back to the way they previously sat soon after. He also wore a grey T-shirt with a Lucario on it, loose blue jeans, sagging lower than his waist, and grey shoes, green outlining the soles.
"Mitch…" Dan begun, pointing to the girl, who picked up one of the pictures from our photoshoot. That particular one had Ray, Preston, and I. "That's Piper."
Piper suddenly glanced behind her shoulder as soon as she heard her name. She quickly placed the picture back where she found it. "Sorry."
"It's okay," I reassured her. Piper acknowledged me with a smile.
"Who are they?" she asked, grinning.
"The girl is my wife, Rachael, and the boy is her younger brother and one of my close friends, Preston."
Dan coughed, gaining my attention back to him and the man, "This is my best friend, Charlie… But you can call him Ck for short."
"It's actually cause I prefer it that way," Ck corrected his friend, "So you don't just listen to what Dan says."
"I see…" I chuckled.
"No Bajan. You don't see."
I lifted my eyebrows, impressed, "Not many people call me Bajan in real life."
"Well, call this a first." Ck smirked and led himself into our entertainment room. Piper ran in from behind, and Dan trailed behind with me beside him.
"When is Rachael getting back?" Piper questioned.
"I don't know," I replied, "She's at an audition for the lead in a Broadway musical."
"Congrats!" Ck applauded sarcastically.
"Which musical?" Dan queried.
"Hit List. I think."
"Tell Ray that I'll see her at callbacks. I won one of the roles, so I'm part of the official cast."
"Let's just hope that she gets to callbacks first, eh?" I laughed.
"Do you not have faith in your wife?" Piper inquired.
"Of course I do! I love her!" I twirled around and landed in Dan's arms. "She's the most perfect thing in my life!"
"Dude," Ck rolled his eyes, "Are you high?"
I smirked and glared towards Ck, who ignored me in total and sat down on a bean-bag.
At that moment, a group of familiar voices entered through the front door.
"Oh my Notch! Ray! Congrats!" Fia.
"Thanks pineapple!" I was on my toes, speeding in the entryway and having Ray leap into my arms. Dan, Piper, and Ck exited from the entertainment room, staring at Team Crafted, who just arrived from whatever they were doing at the time.
"What's the big deal?" I asked my love.
"I got a callback! I'm one step closer to stardom, Mitch!" Ray cried, smiling for joy. She buried her head into my shoulder, crying. Not of sadness, but of happiness.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Preston looking down on us, a worried look on his face. Something was wrong… but that wasn't the second to worry. The worrying came after the callbacks.
This will not be the last time that the OC's in this chapter appear!
What do you think will happen at callbacks?