Meeting Jack and Dean, TimH, Bertie Gilbert and Ben Cook

As I mentioned in my previous post I went to VidCon last week and I did some meet and greets. This year for the meet and greets they did a lottery system and you choose your top 15 YouTubers you would like to meet and they did a random draw and you got 2 or 3 meet and greets, depending on how popular the person you choose was. My number one choice were a group of film makers. They are smaller on YouTube compared to some of the other people were there but they are probably my favourite creators online. They all have their separate channels and their videos range from comedy sketches, to thought provoking films and basically everything in between. And I was very excited to meet them and I want to talk about it. More then I already have. (Sorry friends)

I waited in line for probably an hour or so? I don't really remember that part but it went by really quickly because I was surrounded by people who shared the same interest. And what I found the different between this line and other lines, like Connor Franta's line which was right next to mine, was that this line was seriously so chill. When the guys came out we were just like oh cool this is so exciting, and then they went back to their conversations, which honestly, were very intelligent and interesting. Where as over in Connor's line people were like flipping out, which there is nothing wrong with. It is totally fine to fangirl and everything I just prefer not too. So it was really cool to actually have interesting conversations with people instead of just screaming.

I was kind of nervous waiting in line because I tend to word vomit when I get nervous and I did not feel like doing that today but once I got up there I was instantly cool. They were so nice and it just felt very relaxed and it was nice. They were joking around and just having fun which made me SO much more comfortable. I wrote them some letters and made fancy envelopes which honestly took me ages. I made the first one and instantly regretted it but I was already in it for the long run by that point. I spent so much time making those envelopes that I actually forgot to write the letter until I was sitting in the airport waiting to catch my flight. Yay procrastination. I also made them some string bracelets and I found out after I left that one of them fell out of the envelope and that will haunt me until my dying day. I feel so bad. So if you guys are reading this, I am sorry and I will be sorry until I die. It's just the Canadian in me.

The overall experience was great. Yeah it was quick but there is something about meeting the people who inspire you the most that is the best thing. These people inspire me to be creative and to make stuff and to know that they are real and they are genuine is the best feeling. To me, they felt like the people I see on screen. They were goofing around, making jokes, just being themselves and I love that. It's amazing and it was the best way to start my first VidCon.

The best part about meeting them was the photo I got. I asked them to pose ballet and this was the result.

I mean, you can't beat that. I look really good and I'm in a photo with my favourite people. Honestly this is my favourite photo thus far in my life. It's my laptop and phone background. 

I just want to say, (in case any of them are reading this) thank you for being so kind and friendly and making me feel very comfortable. Like I said in my letters and just now, you are my biggest creative inspirations and you kinda made my VidCon. So thank you.

Until next time!

Tori

VidCon 2015

As some of you may know I recently traveled down to Anaheim, California last week with my two friends Dallas and Callista for the 6th annual VidCon. And I had a great time. We went for 6 days, leaving Wednesday July 22nd and coming back Monday July 27th. The convention was three days and holy crap was it a whirlwind of a weekend. I honestly had the best time, it was so crazy and weird but REALLY fun.

For those of you who don't know what VidCon is, VidCon is a internet convention created by Hank Green from the Vlogbrothers. It is a place for viewers and creators to come and basically just have fun. You can buy merch, go to panels, play games, meet your favourites, watch interviews, there is no shortage of stuff to do over these 3 days.

When we were planning the trip, it didn't feel real. It didn't feel like it was actually a thing that was going to happen until we got there. It was really cool to be somewhere where everyone has one thing in common, YouTube. You could literally start a conversation with anyone and they would be friendly about it. I mean when I was in line for a meet and greet I was talking to a few girls and they were so sweet and they were into the same stuff as I was. It is just such a cool experience to be somewhere where every one is collectively excited. The whole convention felt very welcoming.

My meet and greets were amazing. I'm not going to go too much into them because I'm going to write a separate blog post for each of the meet and greets I went to but I was lucky enough to meet my biggest inspirations while I was there. I met, Jack Howard, Dean Dobbs, Bertie Gilbert, Ben Cook, Tim H and Hannah Hart. These are the people who inspire me creatively and just in general. And meeting them and knowing that they are real is just the best thing. Nothing can top that for me.

Honestly I left this whole convention feeling inspire to create more stuff. I didn't get to see very many panels because of the pass I got but that's okay. What I saw was enough to have me leave inspired and ready to create. Which means I will definitely be putting more work into this blog and hopefully starting to make YouTube videos as well. I did vlog the weekend and when that is up I will definitely let you guys know.  And I have lots of posts lined up for this space as well!

Until next time!
Tori

Top 5 Travel Destinations

I love to travel. I have only done a few big travels in my life but I love travel. Even something as small as going to the city I find exciting. One day I hope to be able to travel the world because I really want to go see what other cultures are like and just go explore the world. So these are the top 5 places I would like to visit!

1. Ireland

Now I have already been to Ireland in the summer of 2011. My grandparents took me when they went to go visit family and I fell in love. I honestly did not want to leave, I love everything about it. The rolling green "mountains" (they are hills), the old buildings, the culture, the potatoes. I 100% do want to go back to Ireland.




2. Greece

My dad went to Greece when he was 18 and he said it was one of the best things he has done in his life. I love ancient Greek culture and myths and again the old buildings. And that ocean though. Oh man the pictures I see of Greece just make me want to jump on a plane and go now.





3. London

Yes I know this isn't very original but I REALLY want to go to London. I want to travel all of Europe really but I'm narrowing it down for the sake of this list. I would really like to see Big Ben and the London Eye and just do all the touristy London stuff because I am SUPER original.




4. Australia

My brother, my mum and my grandma went to Australia in 2012 I believe to visit my grandma's sister and they had the best time. They came back with so many fun stories like the boat ride to this island they were staying at, and biking around it in the rain and the hole my brother dug at the beach just because he could. And of course the weather. Who wouldn't want to be
somewhere that nice? P.S this is a photo my mum took! Isn't it nice?

4. Italy

Italy is another place I would like to visit because I like the ancient culture. The Colosseum, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, I want to see it all. I also love Italian food so really it's a win win situation.






5. New York City

I know, I know, New York, classic. But hear me out, New York is the top of the line as far as performing goes and I am a performer and to be able to see a Broadway production or see a professional musician play live on stage would honestly be the best thing for me to see. And I know I can see that everywhere but it's different when it's New York. It's the city that never sleeps and I want to be there. And sing New York, New York in Times Square because that is the type of person I am.

There you have it! That is top 5 destinations I would like to visit and hopefully one day I will get to visit them and many more! I am going to be going on a trip to California with some friends for a YouTube convention called Vidcon so I will definitely be blogging about that and hopefully there are more adventures in my future!

Whiplash Review

Promising young drummer, Andrew Neeman enrolls in the most cut throat music program in the country where he begins his road to being a jazz drummer. Along the way he meets instructor Terance Fletcher who will stop at nothing to turn his students into the next Charlie Parker.
I didn't know anything about Whiplash when I watched it, a friend recommended it to me by saying, "it's about band!" So obviously I had to watch it. And oh my goodness am I ever glad I did. Just because this movie is about music and musicians doesn't mean it is focused to musicians. I think anyone who has a drive in life can relate to this movie. It touches on drive and addiction and it does a damn good job at it.
I think watching this as a musician gave me a bit of a different perspective on it versus someone who isn't a musician. In the movie the protagonist practices until his hands bleed to impress his instructor and I relate to that. I relate so hard to practicing my butt off to impress someone, especially in music. But the great thing about this movie is you don't have to be a musician to get that. You can be anyone.
Another thing that was great about this movie were the characters. Both the protagonist and the antagonist have their flaws and their attributes and you don't really know who is good and who is bad. They are real people, good and bad. The character played by J.K Simmons is a total jerk, but there are times in the movie where you like him and it's weird because you want to hate him but you can't help but like him. It's a very strange feeling.
There is a scene in the movie where Andrew Neeman and Terance Fletcher are talking about Fletcher's rough teaching method and how he did it to inspire the next generation of Charlie Parker's and Louis Armstrong's. He said that Charlie Parker only came to be who he was because a cymbal was thrown at his head because he messed up a solo which only pushed him to work harder and to prove himself. Neeman then asks Fletcher, is there a line that is crossed in this method? And Fletcher replies with no, because Charlie Parker and Louis Armstrong would never give up or be intimidated. And that my friends, is my favourite line in the movie. In order to be one of the greats, you need to work for it and you need people to be honest. You are not going to be the best by having everyone tell you, oh it was good and not improving. I think that is something to take away from this movie. You always need someone in your life who is going to be brutally honest with you and if you can't take that honestly, maybe you aren't cut out for what you want to do.

Has love lost it's meaning?

I've been thinking a lot recently about the word love. I think that it has lost it's meaning and is being used too casually now. Back when our parents and grandparents were young the word love was used for your family members and for someone you care about. It was a powerful word that means a lot of a lot of people. But I think that it has lost it's power in this day and age.

Couples now are saying love two days into dating. Some couples as young as 12 or 13 who are "dating" aka holding hands in the hallway are saying that they love each other and they barely know each other. I know people who say "love you!" to their boyfriends and girlfriends just so casually like it means nothing and that makes me sad.

I am the type of person who will not say I Love You to someone unless I mean it because it isn't something you can take back. I don't think you can be in love with someone a week into dating. You can lust them, but that is something very different. I think you really need to know someone on a different level to REALLY love them. And not like a friend saying love you or you mom saying love you. I mean like a deep, infatuating love. You don't just love this person, you are IN love with this person.

I think saying I love you and I'm in love with you mean two different things. I think saying I love you is saying I trust you, I like every part of you, you're great. But saying I am in love with you is like saying every part of your body loves every single thing about them. That you are just overcome with so much feeling and you are absolutely infatuated with them.

It makes me sad that the word love is used so casually and loosely and has lost it's meaning. I mean it still has meaning to me but a lot of people, especially young people, really just don't get it. And that makes me sad.

Tori Embarrasses Herself: Movie Theater Edition

Hello everyone and welcome to another edition of, Tori Embarrasses herself. Now this occasion did happen before the Tyler Oakley incident in case you were keeping track. And once again, I was in a room full of people.

A few months ago my friend Caitlin and I went to the movie's to go see Pitch Perfect 2. Now when the two of us go out together in any occasion it is going to be eventful one time we brought a whole thing of cupcakes into a movie. This time we actually bought snacks and this is where the story begins.

We had just purchased our movie popcorn which, let's face it, is the best popcorn ever. We were walking over to the ticket guy when I noticed I had dropped my ticket behind the next lady in line. Now a normal person would say "oh excuse me I dropped my ticket" hand their popcorn to their friend and pick it up. No not me. I awkwardly crouched down to pick it up and basically almost fell right on my butt in front of a whole lobby of move theater goers. It also didn't help that Caitlin was laughing. But the lady didn't notice.

So we proceed to the ticket guy. This is where I think that this isn't my ticket because it didn't look like Caitlin's. Caitlin gave her ticket to the guy and I then say,
"I think I lost my ticket but here's my receipt."
To which he replied with,
"Oh not this is your ticket. Theater 3 on your left...don't get lost."
And then Caitlin says,
"Don't worry that's why I'm here."

So basically the ticket guy thinks I'm an idiot and Caitlin confirmed that fact. This is why I don't go in public by myself people.

Just Listen by Sarah Dessen Review

Annabel Greene is the girl who lives in the glass house. From the outside, everything looks perfect but even glass hides some bits of what you think you are seeing. After spending a summer isolated and alone Annabel starts the school year with many secrets hanging around her. Then she meets Owen, someone she never thought she would connect with and with his help she discovers who she really is.

Holy crap. I did not expect this book to be as real as it was. When I picked up this book my thoughts were, oh this will be a fun light read but oh was I wrong. This book touched on things like eating disorders and rape and it did a damn good job at it. It was so real and raw it really took me by surprise.

I like Dessen's writing style. It is easy to read and connect with the characters and she developed ALL the characters in this book. Not just Annabel, but Whitney, Kirsten and Owen all had some major character development and I loved it. I loved that she didn't just focus on Annabel and Owen. Dessen took us into the lives of Whitney and Kirsten who was living in a different state but still contributed to the story. I loved that. I loved all the different aspects playing into this book.
Overall I give this book 4/5 stars. It was a good read, real and really set a mood for the book.

You Deserve a Drink by Mamrie Hart Review

Mamrie Hart, the creator of YouTube channel You Deserve a Drink takes you on a journey through her ridiculous misadventures. From her Glamour Shots as a child to the New Years Eve she spent high on mushrooms. Mamrie holds no bonds in this charming, funny book.

I love Mamrie Hart. She is one of my favourite YouTubers so when I heard she was coming out with a book I wanted it. I actually ended up buying it on the day it came out completely by accident. You can't help but read this book in Mamrie's voice. It has her charm and wit, literally written all over it. She does such a good job taking you into parts of her life and the best part is no matter how ridiculous it is, you believe that she did it. It is funny, witty, a bit saucy and over all a good read.

I honestly feel like this book was genuine. It held true to the Mamrie Hart we see on YouTube. I feel like sometimes viewers don't know if the person we watch on YouTube is real and if their books are just money grabs. I felt like with You Deserve a Drink it was Mamrie and I really liked that. She told us the truth about her life and it felt real. It didn't feel like a money grab. So thank you Mamrie Hart.

Over all I would give this book 3.4/5 stars. There were parts of the books where I was finding myself a bit bored and wishing it would go by quicker but honestly I would recommend this to anyone looking for a funny read.

Tori Embarrasses Herself: Tyler Oakley Tour Edition

I've decided to start a new series called Tori Embarrasses Herself because honestly it happens way more then it should. So welcome to another edition of Tori Embarrasses Herself: Tyler Oakley Tour Edition.

As I mentioned in my last post I went to the Tyler Oakley Slumber Party Tour last week. One of the requirements for the tour was to wear pajammas. Well it was 30 degrees out that day and I was not travelling to Vancouver in a onesies in 30 degree weather so I decided to put it on when I got in the theatre. Please note, I still died of heat.

When I got to my seat I took off my shoes to put on my onesie. When I went to sit back down I quickly discovered the chair and flipped back up so basically I kicked the chair and my shoe. And yes it did hurt. So I sat back down, the right way, and went to put my shoes back on. I found my one shoe and then I couldn't find my other shoe. I looked under all my bags, I even stood up and looked under my chair. My friend Caitlin was even helping me look, with a look of omg you are an idiot on her face.

Honestly, I had lost hope for my shoe. I was almost positive Caitlin was going to have to piggy back me to the Sky Train station. And then, Caitlin found my shoe. In the row behind me. So I had to awkwardly ask the girl sitting there, (who I later found out her name was Haley, follow her on Twitter @HaleyLysyk) She was cool about it but I mean I was there for five minutes. And I lost my shoe. There is a reason I am not allowed in public by myself. And this is one of them.

The Tyler Oakley Slumber Party Tour

One June 7th I had the wonderful opportunity to go to Vancouver to see the one and only Tyler Oakley at his slumber party tour. Now I am a HUGE YouTube nerd. (I mean I am going to VidCon in July) Tyler Oakley is one of my favourite YouTubers and human beings and to have the opportunity to see him live, in row 10 was probably the best thing I have done this year, so far.

The show was honestly amazing. It felt so cool to be in a room full of people who love him and YouTube as much as I do. I have never met these people and somehow I felt so at home with all them. I didn't really know what to expect from the show but it was SO good. There were video appearances from other YouTubers, Tyler and Korey played games with us, there was a Q and Slay and he involved us so much it felt like I was really having a sleepover with him.

One of the best things about seeing him live was that what we get in his videos is him. When he was on stage it really felt like I was watching one of his videos and I love that because sometimes you don't know if what people put on YouTube is them, or them acting. But I can safely say that Tyler is not one of those people. He is so funny, caring and honestly just a good guy. I can't wait to hopefully see him again at VidCon. Thank you Tyler Oakley!

Endings

When I was six years old my parents decided to sign me up for ballet. My first dance was called princess for a day. I had a pink romantic ballet tutu and I bossed people around on stage. I remember that first show in the old arts centre. Walking up the stairs, waiting backstage and watching all the big girls dance with stars in my eyes. That's going to be me one day, I thought to myself. Fast forward 13 years and here I am, 18 years old, in my white classical tutu on my pointe shoes dancing on stage with the little girls watching me with stars in their eyes. Where did the time go?

I don't remember a time where dance wasn't in my life. Some of my happiest memories are from dance. And some of my saddest. I remember being told I wasn't good enough at my favourite style of dance, tap, and being kicked out of the class before even getting a chance to prove myself. I remember not really fitting in for a while when I was at a different studio. But I also remember not letting any of that stop me from doing what I love. And that was dance. 

I remember all the chaos of backstage at a competition or a show. The rush of being on stage with some of my closest friends. And the moment of pride when you get a high score. I remember when our the leg of our table prop broke on stage and we had to abandon it on the side of the stage. It was almost comical how the tea pot just rolled to the centre of the stage. One of my favourite memories is coming off stage from dancing my duo with my brother and seeing my teachers face and knowing that we left it all on the floor. 

I remember the sweat, blood and tears from the six plus hours of rehearsal a week. And I have the bad bones to prove it. I remember when my friend kicked my toe with her toenail in class and my foot would not stop bleeding. 

But you know what? It was all worth it. Because dance made me who I am today. It made me confident. It made me proud. It made me a performer. It made me happy. And I'm sad to see this part of my life story come to a close but I will always be a dancer. As Walt Disney says, don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. And these past 13 years will leave me smiling for the rest of my life.

Alone at My Ex's Wedding- Original Story

My morning alarm went off promptly at 7am on a fine Saturday morning. I rolled over and picked up my phone to turn off the alarm. The date was August 17th. The day of my ex's wedding. I groaned and flopped back into bed, face first into the pillows. All I wanted to do was lie in bed, watch Netflix with a bucket of ice cream and think about how perpetually single I am. But noooo, my ex Rob had to be the "bigger person" and go and invite me to his wedding.

Rob and I had dated for almost two years. It was a good relationship, we had our ups and downs like all couples do but overall it was a good relationship. Until the last month. Rob just turned into the biggest ass hole you could find. Turns out, he was sleeping with the hot sales person from the art store down the street.. Gotta love New York. Always a hot art sales person to steal your boyfriend. Anyway, we broke up. And six months later he seems to think we're on good terms because he invited me to his wedding. To the hot art seller. Who slept with my boyfriend. Yeah I threw a chair at him and used his clothes as cat litter then gave them back. We're on great terms.

I rolled onto my back, grabbed my phone and called my best friend Eric.
"Good morning sunshine." Eric answered.
"Why do you sound so awake?" I asked. "It's like 10 after 7."
"Unlike you, I enjoy being up early." Eric replied. "What's up?"
"It's August 17th." I said.
"Oh. Are you going?" Eric asked instantly knowing what I was talking about.
"I don't know." I groaned. "Will you come with me? I have a plus one."
"Honey, you know I would. But I have that thing with Marcus." Erik replied.
"There's an open bar."
"It sounds tempting, but this is important. I'm meeting his parents this weekend."
"Oh I hate you and you're cute gay relationship."
"No you don't. Because when you're lonely and want to get drunk you're going to get drunk with us." Eric said. "Why don't you ask Evan?"
"Evan? I barely know the guy!" I protested.
"You know him well enough to have his number." Eric pointed out. "Besides he's good company!"
"Fine. I'll text him. Only because you suck and I don't want to go to this thing along." I replied.
"I love you." Eric said before hanging up.

How dare he. Put his own love life before me. What kind of gay best friend is that? And I was still dateless. So I pulled up mine and Eric's mutual friend Evan who I met at Eric's work party and shot him a text.

Hey Evan. Eric said you were free tonight and I was just wondering if you wanted to come to a wedding with me? There's an open bar.
A few minutes late a reply came.
Yeah sure, sounds fun. Attire?
Semi casual. You want to just meet at my place and split a cab?
Yeah, what time?
430
Awesome. See you then :)

So I had a date. Now time for an outfit.

I rolled out of bed at about 8:30 and started getting ready for the day. Breakfast, shower, get dressed, do some work, send some emails, watch some Arrow and before I knew it, it was time to get ready.
I closed my laptop and opened my closet and stared down the abyss of clothing that seemed to be saying "have fun finding an outfit in me ". I began pulling out acceptable outfits for an ex's wedding and laid them on my bed. I wanted to look hot, to make him jealous, but I had enough decency to not outshine the bride. She may be a boyfriend stealing bitch but she did deserve her special day. Even if it was to an ass hat.

Finally I decided on a red skaterish type dress. It had a high neckline, with no sleeves an flowed out at the bottom to just above my knees. I paired it with a simple pair of black pumps, applied some natural makeup and finished off the look with red lipstick. I curled my loosely curled my medium brown hair and left it down hanging around my face. I was just putting on my dangly diamond earrings when the buzzer to my apartment went off.

"Hello?" I said holding down the button.
"Hey, it's me." Evans voice said from the other side.
"Come right up." I replied letting him in.

I gave myself one last look in the mirror. I was as good as I was going to get. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and there was Evan looking ever so handsome in his black suit. I swear I didn't remember him like this. Last time I saw him he was dorky looking and wearing a polo shirt. Now, oh man, now he looked different. He was tall, taller then me in heels and I'm at least 5"6 in heels. He had gorgeous ice blue eyes, a pearly white smile that could probably melt the Arctic and the hair. Oh my God the hair. It was the perfect shade of blonde, sticking up in the perfect directions and I swear I could hear angels singing when I looked at it. And boy was he toned.

"Hey Charlie." Evan said walking into my apartment, which I was suddenly becoming aware of how messy it was. "You look great!"
"Thanks, so do you." I replied. And boy did I mean it.
"Should we head out?" Evan asked.
"Uh, yeah. Let me just go to the bathroom real quick."

As soon as I shut the door to my en suite bathroom I pulled out my phone and called Eric.
"This better be important because I am currently sitting in the cutest country home sipping martini's with my adorable boyfriend and his parents." Eric said answering the phone.
"You didn't tell me Evan was cute!" I said.
"You didn't ask! And you've met him before!" Eric said.
"Yeah but I met him at your boring work party, where no offence, everyone was boring. Forgive me if I didn't notice."
"Well I didn't really notice either."
"Eric, his ass looks like a piece of work done by Micheal Angelo. It should be in museums as a work of art."
"What are you wearing?" Eric asked.
"My go to sexy red dress." I replied.
"Oh, trying to make Rob jealous I see. Good choice, he's a dick." Eric said. "Look as far as I know Evan is single, so go with it. You never know where the night will lead you."
"Okay. Anyway I have to go. He might think I'm pooping."
"Text me details!" Eric said before I hung up.

I looked in the mirror one last time before leaving my bathroom.
"All right let's go!"

The entire taxi ride there all I could think of was how perfect this guy was. I mean not only was his body a piece of work sent from heaven, but he was smart, kind and funny too. And I learned this all in a half an hour cab ride.

"So who's wedding are we going too?" He asked as we pulled up to the venue of the wedding which was the Central Park Boathouse. Of course it was. She was rich and pretty.
"Uh, just a friend." I said dancing around the real answer.
"A friend?" Evan asked raising his eyebrows.
"Yeah, a friend that I maybe used to date." I added.
"This is your ex's wedding?" Evan asked. "You guys must be on great terms then."
"See this is the funny part of the story." I started. "We broke up six months ago after he cheated on me with his now fiance.  threw a chair at him and used his clothes for cat litter."
"Wow." Evan whistled. "Remind me not to cross you."
"I can do a lot worse then chairs and cat litter. I grew up on a farm with four older brothers."
"Well shit. You're pretty lethal." Evan laughed as they walked to the place where the ceremony was to take place, which of course was right on the lake. "So why did he invite you?"
"Oh probably to make me jealous that he's getting married to a rich, perky blonde while I'm single and the only engagement I have coming up is a Netflix date with my cat." I replied as we sat down near the back.
"He sounds like an ass hat."
"Literally my exact words used to describe him."
"Good thing there's an open bar."
"Yeah good thing."

The ceremony started a few minutes later. I will admit it was a beautiful ceremony. The bridesmaids looked wonderful, (not as good as me) the decorations were fabulous and the stupid skank that stole my boyfriend looked fan freaking tastic. It was only a 15 minute ceremony but it honestly felt like I was sitting there looking at the perfect happy couple, in the perfect wedding venue about to start their perfect little life, for at least four hours. When the wedding party finally left the alter I was able to drop my fake smile and groan.

"Why did it have to be a beautiful ceremony?" I asked Evan as we began to file into the boathouse to where the free alcohol was.
"Because she's rich and hot?" Evan answered.
"Okay now, don't need to call the boyfriend stealing slut hot." I replied.
"Hey, I say what I see." Evan shrugged. "Now let's get you some free alcohol.
"Yes lets." I replied.
"So are you completely over this guy?" Evan asked as they grabbed some champagne glasses from a waiter.
"Honestly, he was an ass hole. He always thought he was a bit better then me just because he had money." I replied. "So I mean, in the long run it's a good thing we aren't together but it's a bit of a burn being here."
"It's kind of a dick move inviting you if I'm being completely honest." Evan said. "Pretty big of you to come though."
"There are two reasons I came a) I didn't want to give him what he wants, which is me not coming and b) I wanted to look really hot and make him jealous."
"Well speaking as a straight, young male, you achieved B quite well."
"Well thank you." I smiled.
I was in shock. Evan thought I looked really hot. Not just hot, but REALLY hot. I quickly texted this to Eric as we sat down at our table.

Well of course you look hot, you're you.
Eric be serious.
Okay fine. Honestly I think he likes you. Or at least wants to get off with you. Either way it will be good for your self esteem.
Thanks Eric.
Anytime sweetie.

Sometimes it's helpful having a gay best friend.
After a few more glasses of very low alcoholic champagne the bridal party arrived from pictures. Introductions were made, dinner was served, blah, blah. Of course because I was sitting at the back and that seemed to be the table of misfits and people they had to invite, we got served last. So by the time we got served the speeches had started. When I finished my meal the happy couple had just started their first dance.

"Is it inappropriate to stand up and get some hard liquor during the couples first dance?" I whispered to Evan. "Because this champagne isn't cutting it anymore."
"I think it might be." Evan whispered back.
"Well then another glass of champagne it is." I said grabbing a glass of a passing waiter.

After the longest, sappiest first dance had finished the dance floor opened up and I was able to get some liquor. I excused myself and made my way over to the bar. I had just ordered a beer when Rob and his wife, who's name I learned was Ashley, (of course it was) came over to me at the bar.

"Charlie! So glad you could make it!" Rob said pulling me into the worlds most awkward hug. "I would like you to meet my wife Ashley, Ashley this is Charlie."
"Nice to meet you." I said with a fake smile.
"Charlie, isn't that a boys name?" Ashley the bimbo blonde said.
"Uh, it's short for Charlotte. And it's unisex." I replied.
"Did you come with anyone Charlie?" Rob asked with a slightly evil grin.

This was the moment. The only reason why she was invited. So Rob could rub his happiness in her face.
"Yeah, she came with me." Evan said walking up behind me and putting his hand around my waist. "I'm Evan, Charlie's boyfriend."
"That's right." I said catching onto what he was playing at. "Evan, my boyfriend."
"Oh, how long have you two been together?" Rob asked his smile disappearing.
"Oh about five months." I replied putting my hand on Evan's chest. "We met just after we split and the rest is history."
"Oh. Congratulations." Rob said rather icily.
"Honey, let's go." His wife said becoming bored of the conversation.
"Yes honey. Enjoy your time." Rob said before walking away with Ashley.

"Thanks Evan, you saved my ass." I said once they were out of hearing distance.
"I know when a friend is in danger." Evan replied handing me my beer. "Now let's get turnt."
"The one thing that actually sounds promising tonight." I said taking a sip of my beer.

Now I wouldn't say I got turnt. But I definitely got tipsy. And that was after three beers. Yes I'm a light weight. Evan on the other hand, was barely tipsy at all. But he seemed to enjoy sitting with my drunk company at a table near the bar.

"So, you're telling me, on your two year anniversary, he slept with her and you walked in on them?" He asked.
"Yes!" I said, maybe a bit too loudly. "I mean, who does that? At least wait until the day after!"
"Yeah no kidding! That must have been horrible." Evan replied.
"Oh trust me it was. Especially since it was in the hotel room he had booked for us for that night. I went there to get my sexy on for him and BAM naked bodies all over the bed." I said taking another sip of beer.
"I think that takes the cake for worst break up." Evan replied.
"Oh I don't know. When I was in 10th grade I got broken up with AT homecoming. He won Homecoming king then went and had sex with the Homecoming queen in the girls bathroom."
"You have had a rough love life I see."
"Rough is an understatement. It's like someone took a well paved road, and took a jackhammer to every inch, then a big earthquake happened, and now I am riding a shitty bike that keeps falling apart over that road."
"Well I never dated anyone in high school." Evan said.
"NO!" I yelled, again probably too loudly, but the beer is talking at this point.
"Yeah, I lied to make you feel better." Evan smiled. "Chicks were all over me in high school. I was the star football player."
"Of course you were."
"Do you want to go outside? It's a bit loud in here."
"Suuuurree." I said going to stand up and almost falling.
"Let me help you." Evan said taking my hand and leading me out of the room.

Evan led us outside to the quieter patio. We could hear the soft buzz of the loud music through the doors but I didn't care. The view was just stunning.

"Wow." I breathed as I looked at the full moon over the lake. "This is one of the things I love about New York City."
"This specific view?" Evan asked.
"The view anywhere in this city. There is nothing like it." I replied.
Suddenly the music inside changed to a slower song. I could tell what song it was from here, Make You Feel My Love sung by Adele. One of my favourites. And I said so.

"I love this song!"
"May I have this dance?" Evan asked holding out his hand.
"You may." I replied taking his hand. "Let's just not move too fast, I don't want to throw up on your shoes."
"Deal." Evan laughed as he pulled me into his hold and began slowly swaying.

We just swayed silently for a while. His hand on my hip, mine on his shoulder. I looked up from the lake and saw that his brilliant blue eyes were looking at me. I smiled and rested my head on his chest and continued to sway.

"I really like you Charlie." He said randomly. "Like, I really like you. I've liked you since we met at my office party."
"I think I like you too Evan." I said looking up at him.

It felt like it happened in slow motion. We had stopped swaying and were just looking at each other. He leaned in and I closed my eyes and we kissed. It was like magic. It felt like there were sparks going through my whole body. And then I threw up. Not into his mouth, no. I'm not that unsophisticated. After we broke away, I smiled at him, he smiled and me, then I literally heaved over and blew chunks. Yup. Class act right here.

"I think it's time to go home." Evan said rubbing my back.
The next morning I woke up with a pounding headache. The after effects of alcohol ladies and gentlemen. I groaned and rolled over and looked at my phone to see I had two missed calls from Eric. So I called him back.

"Good morning my love!" He sang into the phone.
"Shhh, not so loud." I groaned.
"Oh you are so hungover aren't you." Eric said. Even from this side of the phone I could hear him smiling.
"Yes." I sighed. "And I only had like four beers."
"Oh honey, you know not to drink beer." Eric sighed.
"Yes I know but I needed to get drunk."
"So tell me about it. Was it horrible?" Eric asked.
"Oh yeah." And I launched into the story of the worst wedding ever.
"How did things go with Evan?" Eric asked after I finished.
"Honestly, really well." I smiled remembering that kiss. "We kissed and it felt like magic."
"OH MY GOD!" Eric yelled.
"Shhh, hangover voice." I winced.
"I didn't think that would happen! I thought he would ask you on a date but never a kiss!" Eric squealed.
"Yeah, it was great. Until I quite literally blew chunks everywhere." I sighed.
"No. No you didn't."
"Yes I did."
"Please tell me not in his mouth."
"No not in his mouth."
"Yeah, thank god that would have been awkward." Evan said from her doorway.
"Wait, was that Evan?" Eric said from the other line.
"Yeah, uh I gotta go." I said slowly.
"DID YOU SLEEP WITH HIM?" Was the last thing I heard before hanging up.

"Have a good sleep?" Evan asked walking in with some breakfast and placing it on her side table.
"Uh yeah." I said suddenly becoming aware of the fact that I was still wearing last nights clothes and makeup and probably looked like a homeless lady who just ran though the sewers. "Thanks for breakfast."
"Yeah no problem." Evan said sitting on the edge of the bed.
"So did you go spend the night?" I asked trying to remember if I did sleep with him or not."
"I slept on the couch." Evan smiled. "You pretty much passed out as soon as I put you in bed."
"Wow that's embarrassing." I said.
"It's cute. You're cute." He said. "So I guess you remember last night."
"Yeah. See funny thing about me and alcohol, especially beer. I may seemed REALLY drunk but I wasn't actually that drunk so I remember everything but have all the effects of being super drunk. Including the hangover." I replied.
"You're hilarious." Evan laughed. "So, did you mean what you said?"
"Yeah I did." I replied inching a bit closer to him.
"So I guess you wouldn't mind if I did this then." Evan said pulling me into a kiss.
"No I wouldn't mind at all." I smiled when we tore apart. "In fact, I would like you to join me in a hungover cuddle session."
"I will take you up on that." Evan laughed sliding next to me as I laid down a placed my head on his shoulder.

Evan kissed me one more time and as he did my phone rang. I groaned and leaned over to check who it was. Eric.

"He can wait." I said declining the call and going back to kissing Evan which let's face it, is much better then talking to Eric.

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