A/N: Hello everyone! As you may know, I took A Helping Hand down. Some things came up, so I deleted it. I felt bad, so I started making this little story. It's a Phil/OC story. So, I hope you enjoy. Read on peoples.

Chapter One: Winning, Cleaning, and Screaming

I dialed the number and let the phone ring. "You're our seventeenth caller!" A voice exclaimed.

"Really?!" I yelled back. "What do I win?"

"Danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil will be staying at your house for a month." He said.

"Alrighty then." I said with a smile. "When do I pick them up?"

"Seven P.M." He told me. "What's your name."

"Brianna Collins." I told the man.

"Alright." He said before hanging up. 'That was somewhat creepy, but okay.' I looked at the clock. 'It's only four. Might as well tell Taylor so that we can clean up the guest room.' I walked over to my best friend's room and knocked on the door.

"S'up?" My friend Taylor asked as she opened the door. She had blonde hair that came to her chin. Her eyes we a bright green color.

"I just won a radio contest." I told her. "And Danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil will be staying at our house for a month." It was quiet for a minute. Then she screamed at the top of her lungs. "WHAT'S WRONG?!" I yelled.

"I'm just really happy." She said with a big smile.

"Me too but I didn't scream my head off." I mumbled. "Anyways, we should clean up the house."

"I'll work on the kitchen, you do the guest room." She told me.

"At least there are two beds in there." I said with a small frown. We both went downstairs and got some cleaning supplies. I got some cleaners, paper towels, and clean sheets.

"My cousins must hate me." I said as I looked at the guest bedroom. My younger cousins were the last ones in it. I grabbed my iPod and sang along as I cleaned the room.

"Everybody tells me that it's so hard to make it. It's so hard to break it, yeah. There's no way to fake it. Everybody tells me that it's wrong what I'm feeling. I shouldn't believe in, the dreams that I'm dreaming."

I finished washing the walls and grabbed the vacuum. "I hear it everyday, I hear it all the time. I'm never gonna amount to much, but they're never gonna change my mind, no."

I got rid of the vacuum and started changing the sheets. "Tell me, tell me, tell me, something I don't know, something I don't know, something I don't know! Tell me, tell me, tell me, something I don't know, something I don't know. How many inches in a mile. What it takes to make you smile. Get you not to treat me like a child, baby."

"And, done." I said as I finished changing the sheets. "Now it doesn't look like a complete mess." I whistled as I took care of my supplies and looked at the clock. 5 o'clock. I went downstairs to check on Taylor. She was wiping down the cabinets, but the rest looked fine. I walked down to the basement and threw the old sheets into the washing machine.

"Are you done with the guest rooms?" Taylor asked once I came back up the stairs.

"I'm all finished." I said.

"I could hear you singing up there." She said with a small smile. "You were really good."

"You tell me this every time I clean something Tay." I said to her. "Besides, for the next month, I am done singing. I don't want Dan and Phil hearing me."

"They would love you!" She said with a smile. "Especially Phil." She elbowed me playfully. She knew better than anyone that Phil was my favorite. She liked Dan the best.

"Stop it." I said as I stopped her elbow. "He won't fall in love with me anyways."

"Any boy who doesn't like you is an idiot." Taylor told me.

"Well there must be a ton of idiots in this world." We both laughed.

We made dinner and watched TV until 6:30. Taylor went into her room and changed clothes. I just went into the bathroom. I brushed my long brown hair and put it into a ponytail. I rubbed my light blue eyes and made sure I wouldn't fall asleep.

"I'm ready!" Taylor said as she skipped down the stairs. I laughed and grabbed my keys. We made our way into our car. It was still summer, so it was still a little light out.

Taylor tried to grab the keys, but I shook my head. "I'm driving." I told her with a small glare. "I'm not letting anyone get a ticket."

"And how could I get us a ticket?"

"You would speed until a cop caught us. Then when the cop left, and we had the ticket, you would speed all the way to the airport. Then on the way home, you would go super slow so that we would have more time with them. Then the cop would catch you, and give you another ticket. Once the cop left, you would go slow until someone stole the front seat and drove us home."

"You know me too well." She said with a frown. "And that's why you're my bestest friend." She gave me a hug before getting into the car.

"I'm not exactly sure if that's a good thing." I said as I got in and started the car.

"TO DAN AND PHIL!" Taylor yelled as I backed out of the driveway.

"TO DAN AND PHIL!" I yelled back and we started our long drive.

A/N: Did you like it? Dan and Phil weren't in this one... But they'll be here soon! I have chapter two written, so I'll have it up soon. Please review and tell me what you think. So, that's it for now! Buh byes.