○CHAPTER FIVE○
Scott's P.O.V.
"Oh! I forgot to tell you!" Zane exclaimed, quickly putting his camera away in a bag and grabbing out his laptop.
He opened the electronic, starting to type something on the keyboard when Matt King walked in through the front door. Matt's hair was dyed white, and he had a kind of country accent. A white shirt was mostly hidden behind his jacket, and a smile was on his face. I had known him for what seemed like forever.
"What's up?" He asked, slipping off his jacket. He put the coat on the couch, looking over Zane's shoulder.
"Perfect, you're both here. I finally have a roommate going to live with me!" Zane said, pulling up some Facebook chats between them.
The chats were with a guy named Heath Hussar. He was around Zane's age and seemed pretty cool. He had just moved to L.A. and was looking for an apartment, finally settling on one with Zane.
"So..?" Matt said, drawing out the word.
"So what?" Zane and I asked at the same time.
"So, are we going to Google him? What if he's a murderer, or worse... a YouTuber like us!" Matt answered, laughing.
Zane and I shared an eye roll but he opened a new tab, googling Heath. Nothing came up for a second, until the page exploded with results of a celebrity. But not just a celebrity... a youtuber! Zane looked at the images, comparing them to the Facebook user. They were the exact same.
"No way..." Matt said under his breath, "I was right!" He finished, yelling.
Zane sat, shocked, as Matt took control of the laptop. He scanned Heath's Wikipedia page, his eyes frantically moving back and forth. A smile curled his lips upward.
"He's friends with Liza Koshy! You know, the comedy youtuber with like 10 million subscribers?" Matt exclaimed.
I thought. Liza Koshy did seem familier, though I doubted I had ever seen one of her videos. Well I guess I'd have to, if we were going to know eachother. And be friends.
Hey
Should I continue this story lmao barely anyone is reading it
Idk tell me?
Ok well new chapter out next week?
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