forum Brand new, new and improved, YouTube Academy! (With no parental betrayal!)

Started April 06, 2019 by @Chameleon the Slytherpuff and Slitherpuff

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(Aww, what's it called and what site to find it one? Idk I just want new reccomendations for fanfictons.

I can't find it, it's on Tumblr but it doesn't have a name, but it's like, Remy called Starbucks Starry when he was a kid.)

Looking over classes again he nodded. "Same. Though I've never heard of schools teaching that." He said. At least having a gamer for a dad might help with the odd classes. He pocketed the schedule, now wondering if there was a map somewhere. "Do you know where it is?"

(Fuck, wait, I found it.
He turns to look at his dad and giggles softly. “S-stary? C-can I have stary?” Which is what he called his Starbucks.)

"Jesus, where the heckity heck five abs and one peck is Fanfictions?" Rory asks, not even realizing she used one of uncle Roman's quotes, which she would deny doing until the end of time.
Rory heads in what she thought was the direction, but ended up bumping into Sam and Jim instead. "Whoops, sorry hunnies." She apologizes. "I'm a little lost.

Sam nodded with a smile on her face. "It's this way!" She said as she dragged him down a hallway.

James turned to the girl, recognizing her from the small group that had been outside. "No worries, we're lost too." He wanted to say more, but felt Sam grab his wrist. James gave an apologetic smile for not being able to stay, letting Sam show the way to class.

"Gonna tell Creativity you said that!" he didn't address the elder sides by their real names, not even his father (who was rather secrative already about it and didn't mind). "He'll be so proud his adorable little niece followed in his footsteps!"

Sam dragged him to a door and lead him into an empty classroom. She then lead him our of another doorway into a back hall way. Once she pulled him out of that she lead him to a doorway and threw it open. The room was pretty dark and computer screens lit up the room. "Here we are!" She said, as she dropped her bag in a chair and plopped down into the office chair.

Nas looked around, giggling. "We lost Rory again." They said, smiling as if they didn't care very much. Jax narrowed his eyes. "Does this happen often?" He asked quietly, fiddling with one of the many bracelets he had on his wrists from different cons.

"Gonna tell Creativity you said that!" he didn't address the elder sides by their real names, not even his father (who was rather secrative already about it and didn't mind). "He'll be so proud his adorable little niece followed in his footsteps!"

"I did not!" Rory screeches before she leaves to try and find her classroom.

Eris skips along after her. "Yes you diid, silly goose!"

"No! I would never, ever-!!!"

Puzzled how Sam knew such an odd route without a map James looked to her. "Did you go to this school last year?" He asked, setting his bag on the back of a chair. Sitting in the chair he asked another question, "And do you know who teaches this class?"

"Yeah! And I was in the drama group as well so we know how to make our way around without being seen." She explained, a grin making her way across her face. "And Dan and Phil teach this class."

"No! I would never, ever-!!!"

"Aww, don't deny iiiit, Rors." there was the Eris that the sides all knew and, well, maybe not loved, but were somewhat fond of at least.

"Nooooo, I did not you asshole." Rory whines.

Nas shrugged and grabbed their phone, shooting Rory a quick text. "Hey gurl, where r u?" It read, Jax breathing out a sigh of relief for some reason.

"Lost." Rory sighs.

"Just use the map app?" They texted back.

"What the fuck is the map app?"

"It's the map app you dumb hoe."

"Yeah! And I was in the drama group as well so we know how to make our way around without being seen." She explained, a grin making her way across her face. "And Dan and Phil teach this class."

"Really? I haven't watched their videos in forever…. And, uh, I guess you know a lot of fast routes then. This is my first year." Pulling out a sketch book James, glad the screens gave light, tapped his pencil in thought. He couldn't think of what to say, feeling he was asking too many questions.