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The next hour or so was just general chit chat. Jimmy's friends were just as nice as he was, and I was so happy that I felt so included in his group. Chris and Chandler definitely had a bit of a bromance going on, and Jake just seemed all around a lovable guy.

I found that Jimmy was asking me a lot of questions about myself. He seemed to be trying to get to know me, which I really appreciated, as it was so easy to talk to him about these things. I was worried that my first day would be more of a job interview kind of thing, but it was all so relaxed, and easy going. The last thing I wanted was to shut down all of my chances here by answering a question wrong, as editing wasn't something that I'd particularly studied, more something that I'd just spent time doing as a hobby. Jimmy didn't seem to care about that, he had told me a couple of times already that it doesn't matter, as his other editors would be able to walk me through anything that I had trouble with.

He seemed extremely interested in my artwork, and was amazing by some of the things I'd shown him on my Instagram page. He asked me about a few different styles that I had done, and wondered whether or not they would work on T-Shirts or Hats. It was lovely to see him so passionate about his company. You could tell he really cared about what he does, and it was nice to be a part of. "Speaking of Merchandise." He clapped his hands, and stood up. Making me jump a little bit as I was so involved in the conversation. "I have something for you." He said, walking over to a box in the corner of the room. It didn't take me long to guess what it could be. Five seconds into being in the same room as these guys, it was hard not to notice that they were all wearing MrBeast clothing. I did, however, wonder what design it would be, as everyone seemed to have different ones. I saw him pulling black hoodie after black hoodie out of the big box, throwing them on top of the one next to it, being careful not to drop them onto the floor. "Ah! Here it is." He exclaimed. I heard the sound of plastic rustling, and I could see Jimmy struggling to wiggle whatever it was out of the cardboard. "Someone ordered a bunch of different shirts and hoodies, but at the last minute cancelled the order. So we thought these would be perfect to give to you." I could hear the smile in his voice, even though he was still almost head first in the cardboard box. He pulled on the plastic with such force that all of the clothes that were on top of it spilled out onto him. "Bollocks." He muttered to himself, making me smile. He turned, shoving the big plastic bag behind his back, and walked over to me. I imagine he thought he looked a lot smoother than he actually did. The plastic was crinkling against his jeans, and he struggled to walk properly due to the bag hitting the back off his legs. I laughed as he sped up a bit, clearly getting annoyed with the lack of the dramatic flair he was hoping for. "Ta-Da!" He said, presenting me with all of the multi-coloured clothes that were shoved into the bag. "Welcome to the MrBeast crew!" Chris said, realizing how cringy he sounded as soon as the words left his mouth. I gratefully took the bag, and Jimmy sat next to me a little closer than he had done before, most likely because he was interested to see what was in there just as much as I was.

I eagerly pulled at each and every shirt, planning different outfits that would work with the different colors. The most difficult one was the bright yellow T-Shirt right at the bottom of the pile, it was most definitely not my color, and I was so relieved when Jimmy said "That one's not the best, pretend that wasn't in there." I looked up at him and laughed, "I'm happy you said that, yellow makes me look ill." It really does, it washes my skin out the the point of which I look extremely pale, and I swear my skin reflects the color and gives me a yellow tint. I didn't want to look like that, even if I was trying to make a good impression. "Just think, soon you can wear your own designs. As well as everyone else who buys our merch." He said. That made my stomach go again. I didn't quite think about it that way, but my god, now it's the only thing I want. "Congratulations Y/N!" Jake shouted, starting a small round of applause among the group. Chandler bumped shoulders with me and Chris leaned to pat my knee. "You don't have to wear the shirts all the time." Jimmy told me, "Only when you're in videos. Unless you want to wear them of course." I smiled at him. My eyes widening a little as I pieced together what he said. "Only when I'm in videos?" I asked. He nodded, making my stomach flip again. "You want me in videos?" I rephrased. He nodded, this time adding, "Not just me, the fans too! They loved you in the last video." He told me, and I was lost for words. I glanced around the room and everyone was either nodding or smiling, or both, in Chandler's case. "Oh shit! Has that video gone up already?" I asked, my voice entwined with surprise and also concern. I did not look my best on that day. "Yeah! Have you not seen it yet? We added the bit where Tareq knocked into you, so it would be hard for anyone not to notice you." He winked at me. I was going to have to go to the Doctor if my stomach kept turning like this. It can't be healthy. I looked at Jimmy in complete awe. He looked a little worried, possibly trying to determine whether I was annoyed or upset at all, but I was quite the opposite. "I'd love to be in your videos!" I exclaimed. "It looks like you all have so much fun in them, it would be amazing!". I saw the relief spreading across his face, and he yet again smiled at me.

"Well, pull on a hoodie and we'll film the next one. I told you we had something planned for you today." He beamed at me, standing up and offering his hand in order to help me up. I gladly took it, smiling up at him. "Bring it on".