A/N: Hi, everyone! If you've read my previous stories, you're probably wondering what the hell this is and why I've been absent for so long. Well, school happened. To be honest, I'm quite surprised I made in into October when it came to updating. I still love the fics I have going, and I don't intend to completely abandon them, but at the moment, I'm lacking inspiration when it comes to The Vampire Diaries. I'm not enjoying season four. It's not only the lack of inspiration, but the fact that I've got two college credit classes to worry about, along with my other senior year classes. Life has been hectic lately, and I'm sorry I've been such a crap-tastic author, but I'm going to try to get back into the swing of things.
Back to the subject at hand: this fic! This is a YTF fanfiction. If you don't know what YTF is, just search YouTube it. YTF, which stands for Yesterday, Today, Forever consists of six (previously seven) YouTubers, some of which you hopefully have heard of. Ryan Higa (nigahiga), Chester See (chestersee), Dominic "D-Trix" Sandoval (theDOMINICshow), Victor Kim (victorvictorkim), Andrew Garcia (andrewagarcia), and JR Aquino (jraquino). Kevin Wu (kevjumba) was previously a part of YTF, but he is focusing on personal projects for the time being. Anyway, this fic is Chester-centric, with an original character named Andie. Andy Lange, another musician from YouTube who is Emmy-nominated for his work on the show "Leverage" plays a large role in this fic. He and Chester are my two favorite YouTubers, and what other inspiration could I possibly need?
The chapters are short because I'm primarily writing them for instagram, where there is a large YTF community.
Without further ado, here is chapter one of "Find A Way"!
"The worst things in life come free to us 'cause we're just under the upper hand and go mad for a couple of grams. But she don't wanna go outside tonight. And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, and sells love to another man. It's too cold outside for angels to fly."
A man sits at his piano, his fingers pressing the keys delicately, with a certain deftness that can only come with years of practice. His voice rasps through the words, giving the song a feeling of raw and powerful emotion. His eyes are closed, the upper lids lightly resting upon the lower. Still, he plays on into the night with nothing but a camera and a light as company.
"You are my sweetest downfall. I loved you first, I loved you first. Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth. I have to go, I have to go."
A woman sits on an elderly chair near a crackling fireplace, her fingers strumming the strings of a hand-me-down guitar – something she's treasured for as long as she can remember. Her soprano voice seems to twinkle, flowing smoothly over the notes as the song progresses. While her voice seems soft and innocent at the moment, there is infinite power behind it. A single tear escapes her eye as she plays, but it is unseen by the camera in front of which she sits.
SIX MONTHS EARLIER
"Chester, knock it off!" cried Andie, laughing hysterically as Chester flew off the diving board and executed a very painful-looking belly flop. Andie rolled her eyes as Chester surfaced, his entire front red. "I told you it was gonna hurt," she said matter-of-factly.
"But don't you find me that much more attractive now that you've seen that I'm capable of withstanding massive amount of pain?" Chester countered, puffing out his chest and looking proud.
"Haha, right," laughed Andie. "You're so hot."
Chester narrowed his eyes. "Was that sarcasm I detected?" He hopped out of the pool and walked toward Andie, smiling widely.
"Don't you dare!" Andie cried, letting out a squeal of terror. "Chester!" she wailed as he threw her over his shoulder and dangled her over the pool. "I did my hair already!"
"Guess you'll have to do it again!" Chester laughed and threw Andie into the pool.
When she came back up, her short, spiky haircut had turned into a mop of wet hair that stuck to her forehead. She glared menacingly at her best friend as she pulled herself out of the pool.
"You're a complete asshole, you know that, right?" Andie growled.
"Um, Andie," Chester said nervously.
"What?" Andie half-yelled, half-laughed.
Chester cleared his throat, keeping his eyes locked on Andie's, and gestured to the pool. Andie's eyebrows furrowed as she looked at the pool.
"Oh my god!" she cried, covering her chest as she realized the top of her bikini was floating in the middle of Chester's pool.