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Sam leaned forward making sure that the camera was secure, he let out a breath. "Hello everyone," he began making sure that he was sitting comfortable. "We promised you a Q&A and this is it," Sam said smiling. "And we're gonna go through the hashtag that we all been using, #projectz2k15," Sam explained, "and we're going to answer some of the questions and hopefully it won't be too much spoilers."

Rachel nodded enthusiastically. "We've pulled out a selection of questions and comments that you guys sent to us throughout the week," she started. "And now we're going to do out best to respond to everything without giving away too many spoilers like Sam said."

Sam nodded is head, he grabbed his phone, and began to scroll a little. "I've got one here that I think we can start with," he said looking down on the screen to make sure that he asked the right question, "So, this question is, what's the tagline for the project," Sam said smiling a little, "and I'm pretty sure they don't mean #projectz2k15," he laughed a little.

Rachel "Have we even come up with a tagline yet?" she asked. "I feel like we talked about a few different ones, but I can't remember if we ever decided on one simple answer."

Sam laughed. "I don't think we did," Sam shook his head. "So probably not that great question, I mean good question that we don't have an answer for, maybe something like..." Sam trailed off. "I can't come up with anything," he sighed. "I guess we should find another question."

Rachel nodded. "It's not like we won't have a tagline," she added. "We'll probably release that when we announce what day the film will be uploaded on my channel." She glanced down at the screen to pick their next question. "Oh, here's a good one. What was your favorite moment of working on this project?"

Sam nodded. "Rachel's right," he sighed a little, "but not all the time," he added for good measure. "And something will be there when you find out when the film will be uploaded." Sam shook his head, "You guys have some great questions." he said smiling a little. "I'm guessing I'm not allowed to say all of it," Sam shook his head. "I did like the end scene when we filmed that one at the train tracks or when I was done with the scene where I got blood splattered on my face for the first time," Sam said, "and of course everything behind the scenes. What about you what was your favorite moment?" Sam asked. "Oh, I forgot, I loved it when I scared Rachel in the store with the mask."

Rachel pushed Sam's shoulder. "I'm still mad at you for scaring me like that," she told him. "But I think my favorite moment was probably either the last scene we shot at the train tracks just because that was the only time I got to get really messy during this shoot, or it was when we practically got kicked out of the library for arguing with their problematic copier. That was priceless."

Sam laughed. "I think that just proves that scaring you was the best moment," he couldn't stop laughing. "I forgot about that," Sam said smiling at Rachel. "It was pretty amazing, it's really hard picking one moment," he said running a hand over his hair. "Okay next question," Sam scrolled through the tag, "right now all I'm seeing is people wanting to know more what this whole project is and for us to tell that the 'Z' in the hashtag stands for, or saying that they want to see the film right now," Sam sighed a little. "And maybe the 'z' is because we're doing projects based on the alphabet but backwards or something else," Sam said grinning. "Have you found any good questions?" Sam asked looking at Rachel.

Rachel laughed. "We can't tell them about the Z. Not yet, at least," she told him. "This question is really only for me, but it's a good one. They want to know who helped me write the script since I finished it before I had you or Artie working on this project. Should I tell them?"

Sam smiled. "That was what I was thinking too, the Z will give it all away." Sam nodded. "I think you should tell them. I don't think you telling them who helped you with the script is a big spoiler."

Rachel nodded. "Okay, so about a year ago, I decided that I wanted to get into creating short films for my channel," she told their viewers. "And Finn was really supportive of that and wanted to do whatever he could to help me with that knew goal. So, he helped with a lot of the research and the writing. The plot was actually his idea, and the fact that I'm getting this completed means a lot to me. It's kind of a gift to his memory."

Sam waited for Rachel to tell everyone about who had helped her with the script. He placed one of his hands over Rachel and gave it a small squeeze. "And I'm pretty sure he would have loved how it turned out because it's awesome," Sam said with a small smile. "So now we need to find some more questions," he bit down on his lip as he scrolled through some of the comments. "Oh, here's one, what was the worst the moment during filming?" he asked looking over at Rachel.

Rachel laughed. "Listening to you complain about how itchy the fake blood was," Rachel teased. "But seriously, I don't think where was a worst moment during filming. It was just a dream come true to see it actually coming to life."

Sam "It was itchy," Sam exclaimed, "I bet I had some kind of reaction to it," he laughed shaking his head. "Yeah it was a pretty awesome first experience when it comes to filming a movie."

Rachel pushed his shoulder. "You were just a big baby when it came to the fake blood," she told him before glancing down at the screen again. "We have at least a dozen questions asking me to tell them the story of your first grade Halloween costume."

Sam laughed. "I wasn't a big baby about that," Sam said between laughs. "No," Sam said as he looked into the camera, "We're not going to talk about my awesome Halloween costume choices as a kid," he smiled, "it was awesome," Sam said. "This is supposed to be about this project," Sam shook his head. "I wasn't the only one that was dressed up for that costume, that's all you're getting for now." Sam looked at Rachel, "Any other questions?"

Rachel laughed. "It's true," she told their viewers with a small smirk. "He dressed his dog up as his sidekick." She glanced down at the screen trying to find a new question for them. "Oh, here's a good one. Are we planning on keeping anything from the set?"

Sam glanced at Rachel giving her a glare. "I thought we said not to talk about that," he said pressing his lips together, "isn't there like something that if x amount of years has passed you're not allowed to talk about it? If not I think we're deciding that there is something about that." Sam smiled a little. "Good questions," Sam said, "I don't know, I'm gonna keep the shirt," he laughed a little, "and the rock but I'm not sure I can bring that with me on the plane." Sam looked at the screen trying to find a new question, "Oh, I like this one, will there be a sequel?"

Rachel smirked over at Sam. "I didn't tell them what you were dressed as, so I totally didn't break any rules she reasoned." She nodded along with Sam's answer. "We can just put the rock in your suitcase. Since we're not going to a different country, I doubt they'll get mad at us for a big rock if it's in a checked bag," she told him. "As for me, I'm definitely keeping my dress and boots. We're thinking about having a viewing party with our friends on the night we upload the film, and I think it would be kind of cool if we wore our costumes to it. And, I'm keeping the record player and records we used in the first scenes."

Sam shook his head. "Yeah but you told them about my dog," he pouted a little, "and I can't tell them the name of the dog if I do they'll know." Sam smiled a little. "That's true, maybe they'll just think I'm weird if they see the rock," he laughed a little. "And I could have done that but I kinda guessed you'd want the music," he smiled a little, "and about the sequel question," he turned to Rachel, "I think the answer to that is no," he smiled, "you should always end on top."

Rachel grinned. "You know, I could always tell them your dog's name," she teased. "I'm sure they'd all love to know about that." Rachel nodded with Sam's answer again. "Yeah, I really feel like the ending of this film is the ending of that story. A sequel wouldn't really have a story." She glanced down at the screen and laughed. "They want to know if we're doing a backwards alphabet project with our hashtag," she told him.

Sam "Rachel Berry, don't you dare tell them my dog's name," Sam said looking at her, "I don't need you too to spill my secrets my siblings do a good enough job of that." Sam sighed a little. "Yeah, the story is done, but maybe we'll do something else in the future," he smiled. "And if we are it's one that has a lot of blood in it," he replied, running a hand over his hair, "shouldn't the hashtag have been like 'ZA' instead of 'Z' if we did that?"

Rachel "How are you gonna stop me?" she asked with a little giggle. "It would be the perfect payback considering the fact that you posted one of my baby pictures on instagram." She shrugged. "Well, we could be doing the backwards alphabet and then our next project's hashtag would be projecty2k15."

Sam glared at Rachel. "But it wasn't a bad one," he said giving Rachel a small smile. "And I'll give you permission to post a baby pic of me in the future, we know that you got some thanks to my brother," Sam looked at the camera. And I didn't think of that, and if we did that there be a lot of projects for us."

Rachel laughed. "Fair enough," she told him. "I'll just wait until the next time I see your siblings, and they'll give me a really awesome picture to share. Maybe even one of the Halloween costume!" Rachel nodded enthusiastically. "Maybe that should be what we do. Just make twenty-six short films and have each letter of the alphabet hint at the theme."

Sam shook his head. "You already got enough," he said scratching the back of his head, "and that was a great costume everyone would be jealous of how awesome it was," Sam let out a small breath. "Oh, sounds cool," he agreed, "but maybe we should go back to the questions now," he suggested, "even if I'm not sure on what the next question is."

Rachel shrugged. "Are there really any other questions that we need to answer?" she asked.

Sam pressed his lips together, "I don't know," he laughed, "I feel like a lot of questions I've found would spoil it for everyone and we've been good at not giving spoilers so we should give more spoilers." Sam smiled, "I guess that means no more questions will be answered."

Rachel nodded. "I say we end it here and maybe go back and do another Q&A after the movie airs," she suggested.

Sam had the camera on Rachel, he walked closer to her, a smile was playing on his face. It had been nice to sleep in and it had been just what he needed. "Here we have a Rachel in her packing habitat," Sam almost whispered off camera, "we're moving closer but we have to be careful," he explained, "We don't want to scare her," he let out a small breath, and he zoomed in on Rachel. "As you can see Rachel knows how to pack and maybe we can learn something from it," Sam did best not to laugh as he took a couple of more steps closer to her.

Rachel looked up at Sam and laughed as he walked closer to her and narrated her packing. She was trying to get everything to fit back in her suitcase minus the essentials she was going to need later that night. "And the wild Sam should be doing his packing as we still have a Q&A video to film before we head to the party tonight," she said as she rearranged a few shirts that she hadn't bothered folding since she was just going to have to wash and fold them when she got home.

Sam turned the camera around making sure that they were in the shoot. "And I'm a wild Sam," he nodded his head. "And I'm like a master packer I'll just stuff it in the bag," he laughed, "and sit on it to make sure I can close it," he explained, "and that will just take a minute or two," he glanced over at Rachel." And you're right we're gonna film the Q&A as soon as we're done packing."

Rachel nodded. "We've had a very lazy morning," she told their viewers. "Extremely lazy. It's a little bit after noon right now. Tell everyone what time we woke up."

Sam smiled, "it was probably the laziest morning in a long time," Sam agreed. "We woke up at like 11 so about an hour ago," he said, "and we deserved it and I'm just happy that no one called to wake us."

Rachel grinned. "It's the latest we've gotten to sleep in all week. We've had to be on set for hair and makeup by 7:00 each morning, and when we had a ton of work to do for prep we were waking up early as well," she told their viewers. "So as soon as we're done packing, we're going to eat what's left our snacks for the week, and then we're filming that Q&A which I believe we'll be uploading on Sam's channel in about a week? We haven't really decided on a set date, but we figure it'll go up sometime between when this vlog goes up and when the actual project is posted, so you'll get another promo type deal during the wait."

Sam nodded his head. "I think that's about right, I'll post the Q&A about a week after this vlog is posted," he said and smiled a little. "And you might be able to get see some other promo stuff before the project is up," Sam said looking at the camera. "But we're not telling what kinda promo it will be since we're not sure what it is ourselves yet but I'm sure it's gonna be awesome."

Rachel "We're totally not going to leave you in the dark and stop talking about this once we're back in LA," she added. "We're going to try to keep the hype up until we actually post this, and we'll definitely be doing an announcement video as soon as we know what day the video will be going up on my channel. So you at least have that to look forward to as well."

Sam "We're not gonna forget about this because all this have be awesome," Sam said smiling, "and I'm not gonna stop talking about it," he grinned, "I mean I'm pretty sure our friends back in LA wanna know more about this." He nodded, "and I think Artie will try and find someone that can make a poster for this project."

Rachel "What he said," she replied. "We'll pretty much be talking about this non-stop until it comes out, and we're hoping you guys will be talking about it, too. But enough of that for now. We need to finish packing so we can get our video done before we head to the party."

Rachel held the camera out so that both she and Sam were in the shot. They were sitting next to each other on one of the beds in their room. "So, we just finished our Q&A video, and it went swimmingly if I do say so myself," she told their viewers. "You guys had so many amazing questions for us, and we had such a fun time answering them all for you." She pushed a few stray hairs back behind her ear. "Now, we just have change our clothes, but then we're heading over to help my dads set up the basement for the party, and we might end up doing a little bit of cooking as well if they need our help there."

Sam "Yeah," Sam replied smiling. "Your questions were awesome," he agreed, "I never expected some of those questions," he smiled a little, "and I think we did good without giving too much away." Sam glanced over at Rachel, "and maybe we can do another Q&A after the project have been released since you might have more questions after watching," he shook his head. "And I'm not taking long to get ready for this party," he looked at Rachel, "we're cooking? You never said anything about that."

Rachel nodded. "You don't have to help in the kitchen if you don't want to," she told him. "We probably won't even be doing a ton of that. They said they're going to try and have all the food stuff done by the time we get there, so you might just have to set up tables and move furniture around to free up a little more party space."

Sam "I can do that. The moving furniture and stuff," Sam laughed, "because my cooking isn't that great and I don't wanna give the cast and crew food poisoning. I don't want to have them remember me like that. I already think that Carissa will remember me as the guy that complained that fake blood was itching."

Rachel "The big joke on set was that Sam was going to go down in history as the boy who cried 'It itches!'" she told their viewers with a laugh. "And while I'm sure his cooking isn't as terrible as he thinks it is, he's definitely much better suited to be the brawn of this party set up operation."

Sam nodded. "I'm not crying wolf, I'm crying it itches," he laughed, "someone needed to be the fun guy on set and that was me," he smiled, "I'm always funny." He glanced over at Rachel, and he flexed his arms, "I've to the brawn," he looked at his arms, "maybe it's not really showing right now but I'm blaming the shirt I'm wearing."

Rachel laughed. "Maybe that's our cue to get changed for the party?" she asked him.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, I think we should do that," Sam replied.

Sam held the camera on an arm’s length making sure that both of them were in the shoot. "So we're in the basement," Sam began, "and we're waiting for everyone to join the party." He pressed his lips together, "and I did help moving things around," he said, "and I can't wait for everyone to taste the drinks they look so cool and hopefully tastes good too."

Rachel gestured over at the bar where all of the food and drinks were set up. "We actually have three signature theme drinks for the evening," she told their viewers. "There's the Morgue-A-Rita, the Bloody Brain Shooters, and a non-alcoholic Cemetery Slime Punch. All of which look gruesome but should taste delicious as I helped mix everything up. And there's going to be karaoke tonight, so you're going to get to see a little bit of me and Sam taking the stage. We haven't decided what we're singing yet, but know this. It will be the most epic random karaoke performance you will ever see in your entire life."

Sam nodded. "Yeah, and the names of the drinks are just awesome as the way they look," Sam said running a hand over the back of his neck. "And I know we're gonna rock the karaoke, I think we'll let some of the crew do their stuff first and then we will rock out some random song," he smiled. "I don't have any idea on what we're doing but I know I'd like some Disney or some country or some old school song," Sam laughed a little, he glanced at Rachel. "Y'know we should do Islands in the Stream," he said grinning, "and I'm calling the Dolly part," Sam laughed.

Rachel smiled at someone off camera. "Thank you so much," she said before grabbing Sam's hand and heading over to the stage in her dads' basement. It was obviously that the person she had been talking to was the one that was filming them. As she and Sam took their positions at the karaoke microphones, someone else announced that the stars of their little production were now going to treat the audience to a performance of Cyndi Lauper's Time After Time. Soon after, the karaoke track started playing, and Rachel and Sam started singing.

Sam never really got a chance to say anything before Rachel's grabbed his hand leading them to the stage. Sam smiled at the camera, "this is gonna be awesome," he said. It wasn't a surprise that they managed to find someone to film their duet. Sam was pretty sure that everyone in the room would be filming something during the night. Sam grabbed one of the microphones. They didn't need to tell what they were going to sing. It didn't take long until they were singing. He was happy they had managed to find a song that they both liked.

Rachel As the song ended, Rachel took Sam's hand in hers, and they bowed while their cast and crew applauded them. They exited the stage as the video cut out.

Sam held the camera on an arm's length, he was sitting on the bed and he smiled at the camera. "We're now back from the party," he laughed. "It was awesome," he bit down on his lip a little, "And I think I might be a little drunk, the drinks were stronger than I thought they'd be," he leaned back a little. "And I've gotta say we killed our duet and everyone was great. This could have been a musical if I had known that they could sing," Sam glanced at Rachel. "So are you drunk?"

Rachel climbed onto the bed with Sam and sat down next to him. "Not drunk," she told him as she rest her head on his shoulder. "Just tired and basking in the wonderful afterglow of our epic performance."

Sam nodded and he rested his head against Rachel's. "it was pretty epic," Sam agreed. "And I promise I won't have a hangover tomorrow so I'm not that drunk," he explained. "I think it got to my head because I'm tired." Sam did his best to hide a yawn. "So tomorrow we're just flying home and you won't get a vlog of that. Since it's the plane ride back to LA and then when I'm back home I'm gonna sleep."

Rachel nodded slightly. "We're both exhausted from this long week," she told their viewers. "But before we pass out and get some rest before our flight, we just wanted to thank you all for supporting us and watching our vlogs throughout this project. You all made this possible, and we're incredibly grateful that you came with us on this little adventure."

Sam smiled. "Exactly what Rachel said," Sam said giving the camera a small smile. "And you've all been great, and it's been really fun to read your theories about what we're doing both on twitter and the comments on the videos." The smile never left his face. "We could do all of this thanks to you and hopefully this is something we can do again sometime in the future."

Rachel "What he said," she replied. "Because of your enthusiasm about this project and all of the support you gave us, we believe that we'll be able to do more short films like this in the future, and we'll hopefully be able to include more behind the scenes vlogs like these while they're being filmed."

Sam smiled, "Yeah this whole project have been awesome," Sam said, he turned to Rachel, "and thanks for asking me to be a part of it. It was even better than I thought it would be."

Rachel smiled. "You're welcome," she told him. "I can't imagine having a better leading man than you for this project."

Sam grinned. "I did a pretty great job with that role. I'm sure they'll like it when they see it."

Rachel "I think they'll like the whole project," she said with a small smile. "At least, I hope they will." She stifled a yawn. "In any case, it's time we head to bed and get a little sleep before we head have to get on the plane and head home."

Sam had the camera turned to Rachel. "Once again," Sam said off camera, "you get to see us grab coffee before we head to start shooting for the day," he bit down on his lip. "And today is a long day with a lot of running," he had turned the camera back at himself for a moment while he was speaking, and he held the camera at an arm's length making sure that they both were in the shoot. "Anything else that they should know about today?"

Rachel smiled over at Sam before looking at the camera. "Well, there is a special surprise for Sam during the shoot today," she informed their viewers. "Artie and I came up with a little something that we think is going to make him very happy, but I'm not supposed to tell him anything about the actual surprise until we're on set and about to film."

Sam smiled. "Now I don't know if I'm supposed to be scared or not." He laughed. "I know you said that I was gonna be happy but you never know when the two of you put your heads together," Sam scratched his cheek a little, "It can be me being happy for a second or two and then bam," he clapped his hand against his upper arm, "something bad happens to me."

Rachel laughed as she picked her coffee up from the counter. "I promise that there's nothing for you to be scared about," she reassured him before taking a sip of her drink. "Only good things have been planned for you."

Sam let out a small breath. "I'm gonna keep you to that," Sam said smiling. He took a sip from his coffee. "And it better be good plans if not I'm not gonna be happy." Sam looked at the camera. "Anything else we wanna tell them about today?"

Rachel shook her head before taking another sip of her drink. "Nah. Let's just wait until we're on set to tell them anything else."

Rachel held out the camera so both she and Sam were in the shot. Once again, Sam was in the makeup chair getting his fake blood applied, but he seemed less miserable than the day before. "So, we were going to wait to tell Sam about his surprise until we started filming, but Artie let it slip when we were going over the scenes for today," she said before smiling over at Sam. "Do you want to tell them, or should I?"

Sam smiled when he heard Rachel, even if he didn't like getting the blood put on him, at least something good was happening today. And what he had found out made him less grump. "Yeah, I'm no Grump Cat today," Sam replied, trying not to move too much. "And I'm happy with what they told me," he explained, "it's actually an added scene," Sam smiled, "or changed a little from what it was from the first script so awesome for me." Sam glanced at Rachel. "You can tell them, but this is maybe my favorite scene today."

Rachel placed a hand on Sam's shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. "Well, the reason we've got Sam so happy is that we've added a little bit to one of our scenes," she said with a smile. "Before all of the action starts today, our characters are going to find a little creek, and Sam is going to get to wash the blood off of his face and arm. Then he's going to dry himself off on my skirt, so if there's any blood left, it'll get wiped off. We were just thinking that it would be a pain to have to keep doing the fake blood over and over again, and my dress is going to look pretty cool with the blood smears on it."

Sam nodded his head. "They're the best," Sam said letting out a happy sigh. "Or maybe they just didn't want to hear me complain," Sam laughed a little, "or it took too long to put the fake blood on." Sam shrugged a little. "I'm just happy I get to wash it off and that it will be off," Sam said turning to Rachel, "And your dress will look wicked with the blood on it and we don't have to add blood," he smiled a little, "and hopefully we'll get that in one take," he said smiling. "I'm not gonna mess it up."

Rachel smiled. "We did it because we love you, and also because we don't need you uncomfortable and complaining for the whole shoot. But mostly the first reason," she told him. "And, it's going to be a really cool scene. Without giving too much away, we're kind of going to film over Sam's shoulder as he wiping his face on my dress, so when he gets up, he'll see what we're running from over my shoulder. It's going to be amazing."

Sam grinned. "I'm very lovable," he replied the grin still in place on his face. Sam pressed his lips together. "Yeah, I'm gonna see what we're running from and hopefully I can look scared and freaked out," he said, "It’s going to be amazing. And you're gonna love it."

Sam held the camera an arms length as he sat on the bed next to Rachel. "And as you can see we're back at the hotel," Sam smiled a little. "So we're done for the day with filming and it went pretty great," he nodded a little. "No one messed up and no big injuries either even if it was a lot of running. So I would say it was a good day and Artie seemed happy too." Sam scratched the back of his head, "and I've been happy ever since I got to wash the fake blood off." Sam turned to Rachel, "So what was your favorite part of today's shoot?"

Rachel rest her head on Sam's shoulder. "Probably you wiping your face on my skirt. It just looked so cool afterwards, and the way the shot was set up was so perfect," she told him. "And now, I'm exhausted from running around in the woods all day. Being chased around is crazy, but no one fell when they weren't supposed to, and everyone was so amazing today. It's just great to see this come to life."

Sam leaned his head against Rachel's letting out a breath, "Yeah that was pretty great, and your dress looked even cooler with that fake blood," he smiled a little. "I think everyone is happy with the shorter day today," he laughed a little, trying not to let out a yawn. "And it's going to be awesome," Sam said. "And there's a reason why you didn't get so many behind the scenes stuff today," Sam pressed his lips together. "No major plot spoilers and today would have been that."

Rachel smiled. "Yeah, we really didn't want to spoil the plot, and with all of our extras in full costume and makeup, it would have been impossible to keep it all a secret if we filmed at all on set or at lunch," she said. "The only reason we were really able to get any footage of Sam in the makeup chair was because they waited to do us last, and everyone else had headed out to wait on set."

Sam nodded his head. "Yeah, and they were really good," he laughed a little. "None of them complained about their make up," he smiled a little, "So I'm the only one that complained about it," he ran his fingers over the back of his neck. "But I'm pretty sure you're going to love it," Sam smiled, "so remember #projectz2k15"

Rachel laughed. "That's just because you're a big baby," she told him as she ruffled his hair. "But yes! Remember our hashtag and continue to send us your comments and questions. I believe we decided that we're going to do our Q&A video on the last day we're here since all we've got that day is the wrap party my dads are throwing for the cast and crew in the evening. So, get your questions to us before Monday April 20th, and you might see us answer it in a video separate from our vlogs."

Sam shook his head. "I'm not a big baby," he sighed, "but it seems like I don't like wearing fake blood and I like to let everyone know that." His tongue darted over his lips. "Yes, you still got a day to get your questions in so do it," he smiled at the camera, "and we already have a few good ones." Sam smiled. "And the party will be great both the cast and crew deserve it with the job that they're doing," he scratched the back of his head a little. "Should we tell them what we're doing tomorrow? It's after all the last day of shooting."

Rachel nodded her head. "Like Sam said, tomorrow is our last day of filming," she told their viewers. "And it should actually be a really short day. We only have a couple scenes to film, and they take place at the train tracks we showed you when we were scouting locations on our first day here."

Sam nodded his head agreeing with Rachel. "Tomorrow might even be shorter than today," he said smiling. "And that's true I didn't even think of that. You have seen the last location that we're filming at." He smiled a little, "and even if it's not done this might be one of the most fun things I've ever done."

Rachel smiled. "It's one of my favorite projects true," she agreed. "I mean, I've been working on this project forever. I had help writing the script and researching everything, but I didn't really think anything would come from it until Artie said he was interested in directing it."

Sam "And you did a good job," Sam said smiling. "And I'm happy you asked me and Artie has been doing a good job too." Sam scratched his head leaning against Rachel, "but I don't think we have a lot more we can tell them without giving too much away."

Rachel smiled and waved at the camera. She was sitting in a chair in front of a makeup table, and she was dressed in her full costume for the shoot: a wedding dress and veil. "I'm getting married today!" she announced with a laugh and a cheesy grin. "That's the big surprise! The first day of the shoot is a wedding and reception type deal. And my very handsome groom is, of course, being played by the one and only Sam Evans."

Sam moved a little, so he could be in the shoot too. He waved a little. "We're getting married today," Sam said smiling a little. "And I'm nervous," he said letting out a breath, "I mean it's not like you get married every day," he looked down a little. "But I look good," he nodded, "and I'm like almost sure I could have rocked that dress if I would have needed." Sam looked over at Rachel, "Did I like mess this up now that I saw you before the wedding, or doesn't weddings like this count as a wedding?" he asked, "see nervous."

Rachel laughed. "Totally doesn't count since this isn't a real wedding," she reassured him. "Nothing that wasn't scheduled to happen will be happening if we do everything the way we're supposed to." Rachel played with one of the small sections of her hair that hadn't been pulled back into a bun. "I'm just excited that we're finally getting to start filming."

Sam let out a small breath, "good because I don't wanna mess this up," he smiled and took a deep breath. "And we're gonna do what we're supposed to do," he laughed a little, "I'm pretty sure the schedule won't allow us to do something else." Sam smiled a little. "Me too. So does this mean we have to leave and face everyone, and start filming?" Sam asked, "I think they should come and tell us when we gotta leave, it's our wedding day after all, and you make a pretty bride."

Rachel nodded. "If I remember the schedule correctly, we have about ten more minutes to kill before they're ready for us on set," she told him. "And then we're going to do one walk through of the scene with Artie calling out directions before we actually start filming. If everything goes according to plan, we'll have the wedding filmed before lunch, and then we'll do the reception part afterwards, and we'll be done with today's shoot by dinner time."

Sam smiled. "That's why Rachel's the one keeping track of things," he said laughing, "I'm like the worst when it comes to stuff like that," he explained, "I'd probably end up being late to my own birthday," he shook his head, "actually my mom told me that I was supposed to be born like late April or even earlier in May then I was so I guess I was kinda late to my birthday too." Sam nodded, "and that's if we don't mess anything up, and by we, I think everyone means me." Sam turned to Rachel, "but I know all my lines for today and almost all for the rest of the shoot too."

Rachel laughed. "Only you would be late to your own birthday," she teased. "Though I really don't have any room to talk because my dads told me that I was born two weeks early. I couldn't wait to make my debut." She shook her head. "I'm sure you won’t mess anything up. Just act naturally and relax, and you'll do fine."

Sam laughed. "Of course you had to be early," he shook his head. "But at least I'm on time to the important things. I haven't been late one time these last few days," Sam grinned. "I'll do my best this is different from the voice acting I've done this is like real life acting," Sam frowned a little. "Y'all know what I mean."

Rachel "It is different from voice acting," she told him. "But only in the sense that no one sees what you look like as you're acting. You're still playing a part, and in this medium, you can use your actions to help convey everything that your voice can't." She reached over and placed a hand on his forearm as she smiled at him. "I'm sure you're going to do great."

Sam smiled, he placed a hand over Rachel. "Yeah, I'll do great," he laughed, "you know since I am kinda great." A big grin spread on his face and looked at Rachel. "I'm going to work hard and I know I've got some great co-stars and Artie is gonna be great so I don't have anything to be scared off." He laughed a little, "right?" he asked looking at Rachel.

Rachel laughed and pushed Sam's arm. "Don't get a big head on me now," she teased. "But you're right. There's nothing to be scared of." She turned back to the camera and smiled. "So this is where we'll bid you adieu for now. They're going to call us down to set soon, and then we really won't have time to film again until lunch."

Sam held the camera on an arm’s length, making sure that they were both in the shoot. "Hey we're back," Sam grinning, holding a sandwich in his other hand. "We're gonna eat and talk," Sam smiled a little. "I'm hungry since I haven't eaten in what feels like forever." Sam looked at Rachel. "How much are we gonna tell them?" he asked smiling a little. "It was a great wedding," Sam said smiling at Rachel. "And I didn't mess up."

Rachel "I think we can tell them a little bit about the ceremony," Rachel said as she set down her sandwich. She had a towel draped over her chest to protect her dress from any potential spilling. "And Sam is correct in that he didn't mess up. He was actually perfect really. Made me glad that he was the first person I thought of when I needed a male lead for this project."

Sam "Okay," he said letting out a breath. "It was really beautiful," Sam smiled. "And y'all would have cried if you were there." He scratched his head a little. "And I think I actually can do this acting thing, I mean in stuff like this." He turned to Rachel, "but it's all good cause I had an awesome partner." He smiled, biting down on his lip. "And I'm honored to be the first one she thought about and I know wasn't because of my butt or my abs."

Rachel laughed. "Awww, you finally admitted that I don't base spending time with you off of your body," she teased. "But, truth be told, I chose you because of your knowledge of the subject matter we'll be dealing with over the next three days of the shoot. Plus, I find it really easy to talk to you, and I thought that chemistry would transfer onto the screen. And, even if it's only voice acting, you have the most acting experience of all my male friends. You were really the most perfect choice."

Sam glanced at Rachel shaking his head a little. "I should have said that it wasn't just because of the abs and butt," he smiled looking at her. "But we all know they're all great." Sam ran a hand over his hair. "And I am a pretty good expert at this field we're dealing with, and FYI," he looked into the camera, "it's not the wedding stuff we're talking about. And that's not too big of a spoiler," he laughed a little. "You all heard that right?" Sam asked, and looked around, "okay so there is no one around but it's caught on camera," he smiled, "Rachel thinks I'm perfect, I should have known that."

Rachel pushed Sam's shoulder. "Oh be quiet you," she laughed. "You are not perfect. Nobody's perfect. Except for me that is. And yeah, that wasn't a spoiler. They won't know about any of that stuff until tomorrow or maybe the day after that depending on how much of the other people taking part in this project we decide to show them."

Sam swallowed the bite of his sandwich he had taken. "I don't wanna be perfect," he said grinning, "I mean that gotta be boring," he glanced at Rachel. "And I'm not actually sure you're perfect." Sam nodded his head. "Hopefully not too much," he said, "and I should probably run things by you so I don't spoil too much, I'm kind of a spoiler junkie," he confessed, "I try and find spoilers for my favorite shows and then when I see them I don't like them," he sighed. "So maybe a no spoiler thing would be the best."

Rachel shrugged. "I'm sure they've figured out quite a bit of what we must be doing already," she told him as she picked at her sandwich. "I mean, we weren't exactly subtle about how much fake blood we were buying. But we're not going to tell them the exact plot of this little film or the ending. I want the ending to be a complete surprise when the video airs."

Sam nodded. "Probably," he laughed a little. "I mean for all they know they might think we're doing a remake of," Sam slapped a hand over his mouth. "I can't say that," he said as he removed his hand. "Yeah not exact plot or ending but the ending is good, like real good," Sam smiled a little, "and you're gonna love it." Sam took another bite of his sandwich.

Rachel nodded enthusiastically. "The ending is my favorite part. It's just so perfect, and I honestly can't say anything else without giving it all away."

Sam "She's right," Sam smiled a little. "I was surprised when I read it, but it's so good. Probably like the best ending ever." Sam glanced over at Rachel smiling.

Rachel held the camera out at an arm's length as she climbed onto Sam's bed with him. "Now that we're back at the hotel for the night, I think it's safe to say that our first day of filming was a success," she told their viewers. "Nobody was gravely injured, we didn't break anything, and we got all of the footage we needed for the day. So, I'm calling that a good day."

Sam smiled a little waving. He moved to the side making sure that Rachel would also fit in the bed and not fall down on the floor. He had his laptop on his lap, he had checked his twitter feed and of course the hashtag they were using. "Yeah," Sam nodded his head, "I'd call it success," he smiled. "Wait did I miss when someone got injured? I thought that it wasn't that bad, just like a graze or something like that. Now I feel bad," Sam said and let out a small breath, "but I'm glad I didn't trip over my feet and hit my head."

Rachel laughed. "You should feel bad," she glanced over at him. "You totally dropped me on my butt when we dancing." Rachel looked back at the camera and smiled. "My onscreen husband here really isn't a dancer, and there are sure to be other flubs throughout just because of our fast-paced filming schedule. So if you want us to release a blooper reel after the video premieres, let us know in the comments below. Or, you can tweet us using the #projectz2k15."

Sam tried to give his best innocent smile as he looked at the camera. "And that wasn't my fault," he let out a breath. "I never said I was like a dancer," he smiled turning to Rachel. "Yeah, I think that might have been the worst, or maybe it was the extra that, did he run into a tree?" Sam asked, "or maybe he was just faking that, it looked fun." Sam nodded his head, "yeah, you know how to work the hashtag," he said. "I was checking it earlier and it turns out that you're also using it and not everyone involved with," Sam made a hashtag with his fingers in front of the camera, "projectz2k15."

Rachel smirked. "I'm still totally blaming you for the bruise I'm going to have anyway," she teased as she nudged his shoulder. "And that guy did run into a tree. It was an accident though. He just wasn't watching where he was going."

Sam "Fine blame me," Sam huffed crossing his arms. "And don't think I'll help you rub your sore muscles if you're gonna blame me," Sam said grinning. "That was what I thought but he's fine," Sam reassured, "I don't know if we got that on film or not," he explained, "I think that was what everyone laughed the most at."

Rachel "Were you really going to rub my sore muscles even if I wasn't blaming you?" she asked. "I don't think we got that on film either, but we got plenty of other blooper reel worthy material, and I plan on doing something with it." She nodded at the camera and smiled. "Sam and I are going to start editing this vlog as soon as we're done filming this little bit because we really don't know if we'll have time to edit and upload tomorrow."

Sam held up his hands. "You'll never know now," he replied smiling a little glancing at Rachel. "Please don't," Sam fake begged, but he couldn't keep himself from laughing. "You realize that those bloopers might get more views than the movie itself," he said. "That kind happened with my blooper reel it was like my most viewed video, like it got the most views during the first week of a video being up so far this year," he shook his head. "People love it when other mess up." Sam nodded his head, "Yeah we are and it's going to be great, and we know you love our diaries." Sam smiled a little. "Wanna tell everyone what we're doing tomorrow?"

Rachel pouted. "If I promise not to blame you, will you rub my shoulders for me while I'm editing?" she asked. "A blooper real is necessary for a production like this. Especially when my leading man and I can't get through some of our scenes without laughing at each other." Rachel nodded and looked back at the camera. "Tomorrow, we get to start using all of that fake blood that Sam and I purchased! Maybe we'll let you see some of the other people we're working with tomorrow, but if I remember correctly, we've only got one extra working with us tomorrow, and I don't know if we want to show you what's happening with him just yet."

Sam sighed. "But I'm supposed to edit some vlogs too," he looked at Rachel. "Maybe you can get like a five minute rub," Sam said, scratching his cheek. "I know, but when we did get through that scene it was amazing," Sam pressed his lips together. "Or all of them, there was one scene that took a lot longer than the others how many takes was it?" Sam asked, "ten or something right? Artie wasn't happy with us. I almost thought he was going to tell one of the extras to take my place." Sam sighed, "but I'll do better tomorrow." Sam nodded his head, "I think there is just that one tomorrow, and a lot of blood," Sam nodded, "and I think I'm spending a lot of time with the makeup team," he said. "I don't think that's too much of a spoiler."

Rachel shrugged. "You can help me edit while rubbing my shoulders." She laughed and rest her head on Sam's shoulder. "At least ten takes. I think I started laughing during the first take, and then you started laughing with me. And then we just couldn't stop or get serious enough to go without cracking up. It was terrible. But he'd never replace you with one of the extras. You're too valuable to this shoot. And you're right about spending a lot of time with the makeup team. We're probably going to have to take some comparison photos to make sure they get everything to look exactly the same over the rest of the shoot."

Sam "I guess that could work," Sam replied smiling a little. He wrapped an arm around her, rubbing his hand over her arm. "So it was your fault that it took so many takes," Sam gasped and looked at Rachel a big grin on his face. "You're probably right he just threatened to do that to get me to shape up," Sam nodded a little. "Yeah that's true, but," Sam turned the camera, "you guys won't see those pictures, at least not the last one that will be used as comparison for the rest of the shoot," Sam said with a big smile. "So I guess this means that we will start editing those vlogs," he said resting his head against Rachel's "or did I forget something?"

Rachel laughed. "I wouldn't say it was entirely my fault. We were both laughing way too much, and you know it. I just so happened to be the first person who laughed." She shook her head. "I think we've covered everything important. So, viewers, don't forget to send us your comments and questions using #projectz2k15, and we might just include you in the Q&A video we're doing at the end of the week."

Sam held the camera at an arm's length. "As you can see we're not in the hotel room," he said, "we're standing in line to get some coffee," he explained, "and it's now," Sam began and he looked at time, "8.45 AM," he said turning to Rachel, "and we've got a long day ahead of us," he scratched his cheek a little, "I know that we're doing some shopping today," Sam smiled a little, "and I think we're meeting with Artie and some extras too, around lunch," he let out a breath, looking at Rachel. "Did I miss something that we're doing today?"

Rachel nodded as she pulled a banana out of her purse. "After we get coffee, we're going straight out to find the things on the prop list that we're in charge of," she told the camera. "I have a list somewhere in my bag. Then we're meeting Artie for lunch, and we have to be there for what I believe we're referring to as chemistry tests with the actors we're considering using. And then we're going to dinner at my dads' house and looking for anything we might need in the basement. So prepare for a long day of behind the scenes shenanigans."

Sam nodded. "So a long day but a fun day too," he added smiling as he looked at Rachel, and he paid for the coffee. "And I always like chemistry in school you could get things to blow up," Sam said with a chuckle, "but I know that's not the chemistry we're talking about." He looked around a little, "and today is behind the scenes and it's going to be fun and hopefully not too much spoilers."

Rachel laughed. "Not that kind of chemistry, Sam," she told him as she rummaged around in her bag for the prop list. "But yes a very long and fun day." She pulled out the list and waved it in the air. "Should I read a couple items off the list and give them a sneak preview of some of the things were looking for today?"

Sam "I know that," Sam said smiling. "And you should let them know some of the things that we're doing today," he said smiling a little. "So that they can see how much we gotta do today, and we need to get started too, since it's a lot to do today."

Rachel nodded before looking down at her list. "Okay, so here's your little spoiler of a portion of what we're shopping for today," she said before reading off the list. "A record player, two gallons of fake blood, and women's cowboy boots." She looked up and smiled at the camera. "Any guesses what we're doing?"

Sam smiled. "If you have any ideas on what we're doing, you should tweet us using #projectz2k15 or leave a comment," Sam said nodding his head. "And I'm almost sure I won't be wearing the cowboy boots," Sam said laughing.

Rachel laughed and shook her head. "Spoiler alert, the boots are for me," she said with a smile. "But yes! Send us your comments and questions using our hashtag, and we'll answer some in a different video!"

Rachel pushed the cart down the aisle of the costume shop as she looked over at Sam and the camera. "I'm making Sam hold the camera for me, or I'll forget what I'm supposed to be grabbing," she told her viewers. "But we're at a costume shop downtown, and we're looking for makeup and fake blood. And we were looking at some of the actual costumes for a couple things that I need, but I think we agreed that everything looked too cheesy, so I'm hoping I'll find what I need at the thrift store."

Sam was walking maybe a step behind Rachel, holding the camera. "Yeah," Sam said off camera, "and if I was gonna grab things I'd probably take things we wouldn't need," he laughed a little. "And she's right there were a few things that looked way to cheesy and not at all what we're looking for." He turned the camera to himself for a second before he turned it back to Rachel. "And we kind want things to look real. I think we're looking for blood," he looked at Rachel.

Rachel nodded. "Exactly," she said. "I want it to look classic and real and maybe vintage. And I know I'm being vague, but I want our costumes to be a surprise for the vlog where we start filming." When Sam mentioned the fake blood, Rachel noticed it on one of the low shelves and stopped moving the cart. She bent over and grunted as she lifted the two heavy gallon jugs they needed and set them in the cart.

Sam "I think what Rachel meant was that we want it to look classic," Sam said off camera. "And this is to be somewhat spoiler free," he had turned the camera to himself for a couple of seconds. He turned it back at Rachel, he bit down on his lip a little, filming when Rachel was lifting the two gallon of fake blood. "I could have done that," Sam said grinning, "but I think I got a good shoot of your guns."

Rachel flexed her muscles for the camera and laughed. "I'm far too muscular for my own good. Obviously," she smirked before pushing the cart again and grabbing a stack of face paints off of the next shelf.

Sam "Yeah," Sam said nodding his head, "way too much muscles for your own good," he laughed a little. "It's a good thing that we didn't show my guns because then everyone would see how big your guns are." Sam smiled a little. "Woah," he stopped at a shelf and turned the camera to some masks. "These looks so cool I need to remember this place," he said and turned the camera back at Rachel. "So do we have what we need from here?"

Rachel shook her head. "We still need to see if they have that collar thing for the priest's outfit," she said as they rounded a corner. "But then I think we can head over to the thrift stores."

Sam "Right. I didn't think of that," Sam replied and smiled, "and if we don't find it we gotta find a real priest and ask if they got some to loan us," Sam said and glanced around, "I think that's it," he said pointing to the side, "or is that something else?"

Rachel laughed and looked at the camera. "If you guys never hear from us again, it's because Sam and I got arrested for robbing a church in our quest to get costumes for this project," she joked as she looked over where Sam was pointing. "I think that's something else." She furrowed her brow. "I think we can just make one on our own if we really need to. I don't think it would be too hard. It's just that stiff white bit, right? I don't know. I'm Jewish."

Sam turned around so that both he and Rachel could be in the shoot. "I would never rob a church, we would simply ask the priest if we could borrow one," Sam said letting out a breath. "And if it's a cool priest they would lend us one," Sam said, "I actually got a couple of stories about a really cool priest but I'll save those for later." He laughed, "Yeah, you're right, and it's pretty much a plastic thing," he replied, "We could probably use those things you used to slap over your writs as a kid and paint it white." Sam turned to Rachel. "So I'm guessing we're done."

Rachel shook her head. "You know, I feel like sending the Jew and the Christian to find something for the costume of a Catholic priest is slightly problematic since your pastor and my rabbi don't wear this thing which I'm sure is nothing like a slap bracelet," she mused for the camera. "But yes, I think we're done here."

Sam laughed. "Yeah you're right, probably not like a slap bracelet," Sam shook his head. "So we will see you in the next store," Sam said waving a little.

Rachel frowned as she stared at the camera. "So, was standing here just minding my own business and googling the priest thing on my phone - which I have now discovered is called a clerical collar - when Sam jumped out and scared the crap out of me." She turned the camera so that she and Sam were both in the shot showing that he was wearing one of the horror masks from another wall. "Tell him how mean he is in the comments below."

Sam waved a little, grinning under the mask he was wearing. "Don't do that," he said and pulled the mask off. "I just wanted to see how scary the mask was and it seems like it works perfect when someone isn't expecting you." Sam looked over at Rachel, "and no this mask is not for the movie," he added, "even if it's a great mask."

Rachel pouted. "Yes, do that," she told her viewers. "He's scarred me for life."

Sam wrapped an arm around her shoulders giving her a one armed hug. "It's not that bad, and I'm sure you'll laugh at it when you think back to it," Sam said smiling a little.

Rachel smirked up at him and leaned into his hug. "Never."

Sam looked into the camera. "Please everyone let us know if you think Rachel will forgive me and end up thinking this was fun when she thinks back to it," Sam said nodding a little, lips pressed together, "or if she'll be scarred for life."

Sam faced the camera at himself, "Now we're in a new store, we're looking for costumes, and some prompts," he explained. "And if you're lucky you'll get to see some of what we find.” Sam moved so he was standing next to Rachel holding the camera out so they both could be in the shoot. "I think I saw one of the things we need over there," he looked to the side, "should we show them what it is now?"

Rachel nodded before walking over to a table with a record player sitting on it. "It's one of those ones record players with its own built in carrying case from the 60s," she said as she gave it a once over. "And there's a bin of old albums under here that I need to look through because I've been instructed to find a couple old fashioned love songs for Artie to choose from so he can see what fits his vision for the first scenes of the film."

Sam laughed a little, "and it seems like you guys got another spoiler," he said grinning. "There will be some old school love song in the movie. I wonder what this is?" Sam asked placing a finger over his lips, "it's top secret but you can always guess in the comments again." Sam looked over at Rachel. "Y'know you just gave them a spoiler."

Rachel snorted. "Telling them that there's an old school love song in the first scene tells them nothing," she said with a shrug as she crouched down to look through the box of records. She looked up at Sam and the camera. "It's not a real spoiler unless it gives away a plot point."

Sam huffed a little. "But..." he began and stopped not sure on what to say. "I still think it's a spoiler, a music spoiler," Sam tried, "a spoiler to the soundtrack," Sam smiled a little, "I think we can call it half a spoiler."

Rachel shook her head. "But there's not even going to be a soundtrack," she told him. "And we don't even know what the song is. Telling them that there's going to be music in the movie is like telling them that there's going to be actors. It means nothing."

Sam sighed. "Fine," he mumbled, "but you said it was a love song," he shook his head. "And we both know that you won't let me win this," he ran a hand over his head, "and," he looked at Rachel, "you might be right this time."

Rachel sent Sam a satisfied smirk. "I'm always right," she told him. "Not put the camera down and help me pick out some love songs."

Rachel pointed down at her feet. Her ballet flats were in her other hand. "Show them my boots, Sam!" she told him. "I'm a country girl now!"

Sam laughed and he tilted the camera down at Rachel's feet. "Yes, you are," he said off camera, "But to be real country girl you'd need a cowboy hat. And I'm sure we could find one if you want to look like a country girl."

Rachel pushed Sam's hands back up so the camera could see her face before shaking her head no. "I don't trust hats from thrift stores," she told him. "I now a girl who got lice that way, and she had to shave her head. But I am getting the boots." She sat down on a bench in the shoe section of the thrift store to pull off the boots and put her own shoes back on.

Sam "Okay," Sam replied and turned he held the camera out making sure that they were both in the shoot. "I'm sure Stevie can get you a hat," Sam nodded his head, "and that means we're almost done in this store," Sam said and rolled his shoulders a little, "and when we're done here it's time for food, I really need food."

Rachel aimed the camera at Sam who's driving. "So we're in the rental car now, and we're on our way to meet Artie for lunch and show him everything we've got," she told their viewers. "Sam and I both actually ended up getting everything we needed for our costumes. I think he actually had most of his already, but I was starting from scratch with mine. And we got the record player and half a dozen albums for Artie to pick from. And some albums that have nothing to do with this project since I'm thinking it might be nice to have a vinyl collection now that I've purchased a funky little vintage record player."

Sam nodded his head, trying his best to focus on the road. "Yeah, I just needed a few things to complete my costume," he agreed, "but all I know is that it's going to look good," he said smiling a little glancing at the camera. "And we did find some great music, I should do that more look for music in thrift stores because you can find some awesome things. That's a tip to all of you." Sam smiled a little, "and as awesome as getting everything was it means I can finally get something to eat."

Rachel held out the camera so they were both in the frame and nodded her head. "We're going to look especially dapper. Really, you're going to be so surprised," she said. "But I don't think you'll see that until the day after tomorrow because that's when we start filming. But yes! It's time for food!"

Sam faced the camera, "As you can see we're at a computer in a library," Sam began, "and we're here because we're about to print out the script, and then make copies for the people that are going to be a part of this," he explained. "There is actually a lot more people than I thought it would be but they are all great." Sam smiled a little, and leaned closer to the camera, "And we're trying to be a bit quiet, since ya' know library." Sam moved a bit closer to Rachel, "and I can't tell you more than the script is great so this project will be great, #projectz2k15, and I would have made a hashtag with my fingers if I wasn't holding the camera right now. So Rachel anything, you wanna tell them about the script?"

Rachel smiled. "We have a really talented little group, too," she added. "We have nine other people in the cast, and a couple behind the scenes people. Some of the cast members are actually going to double as behind the scenes help as well. Like Carissa. She's going to do hair and makeup for everyone throughout the shoot, and Duncan is helping with lighting since he's only in two scenes. It's just amazing to see everything coming together." She had to think for a moment about his question. "Should I give them a mini-spoiler in the form of the names of our characters?" she asked as she clicked the print icon on the computer screen. She turned to Sam and grinned. "I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna tell them. Our characters names are Jared and Avery."

Sam smiled nodding his head. "They're all great," Sam agreed smiling. "And we're all gonna look amazing." He nodded his head, it wasn't a big spoiler to let them know the names. "And that's the last spoiler of the day," Sam grinned a little, "maybe we will hint a bit about the name of the movie when we start filming, but you won't know the name of it until later, it will be known as #projectz2k15." Sam grinned, "and I think we know have the first copy of the script. That means we're gonna find somewhere in this place where we can copy it."

Rachel laughed as she held out the camera to get both Sam and herself in the shot. "We got scolded by the librarian for being too loud at the copy machine," she said hanging her head in shame before busting up laughing again. "We may have been talking a little too loudly in our frustration with the buttons that tell you how many copies you're making."

Sam laughed, trying his best to look serious but it wasn't possible not with what just had happened. "Yeah it was crazy," Sam shook his head, "either that copy machine was like really old or from the future," Sam rubbed his cheeks, "the buttons were really weird but I think we got what we needed." Sam pressed his lips together, looking at Rachel, "have you ever been kicked out from a library before?"

Rachel shook her head. "Never," she told him. "I'm too well-behaved to get kicked out of a library. Unless you're with me. Then all bets are off, and I'll probably end up kicking a copier." She pushed her hair back behind her ear. "But now we're on our way to drop off the scripts and daily shooting schedules with Artie since he's sitting with the cast right now and telling them about what they need for costumes and such, and then Sam and I are going to go to see my dads. They're making us dinner and letting us explore the basement for anything we might need for the film. And anything I might want to have shipped back to LA for myself since basement storage is code for 'things we don't need but don't have the heart to throw away or donate.' It's a treasure trove down there."

Sam had the camera turned towards him, "we're now in the famous Berry basement where we've found a few more things," Sam began smiling. "But that's not the best thing I found," the smile turned into a grin, "I think the best thing I've found so far is this," Sam held up a bunch of pictures, "these are some baby pictures of Rachel." Sam waved the pictures, "and let me tell ya' she was kinda cute as a baby." Sam looked at Rachel holding the camera in an angle that made both of them appear in the shoot. "Want to tell me more about this one?" Sam asked and showed Rachel a picture.

Rachel looked up from the box she was sorting through and over at the pictures that Sam was holding up. "Must you show the world the embarrassingly large number of baby photos my dads took throughout the years?" she asked as she rest her chin on his shoulder. "That specific picture is from my first birthday party, and I'm hugging my favorite childhood plaything, Mr. Bun."

Sam laughed. "I'm not showing all of them just the cute ones," Sam replied and looked over his shoulder at Rachel, a smile playing on his lips. "So is Mr. Bun around here somewhere?" Sam asked, "I think we need to introduce him to everyone." The smile on his face grew even bigger. "And you know I can always go upstairs and ask your dads about your childhood I'm sure they'll love to share."

Rachel shook her head. "Mr. Bun is safely tucked away at my apartment in LA," she told him. "You really think I'd move across the country without my security blanket?" She laughed at the idea of Sam asking her dads about her childhood. "If you tell any of our viewers anything about my childhood, I'll tell them what Stacey told me about your Halloween costume when you were six. And I know she wasn't lying because I've seen the pictures."

Sam nodded. "I guess you're right," he replied smiling. He turned to Rachel shaking his head. "I promise I won't do that," he held up one hand showing that he was backing off, "but if they talk and I happen to have the camera around it's not my fault," he grinned a little. "And that costume was great, but they don't need to know what it was." Sam smiled a little, "but you don't have the pictures of that right?"

Rachel smirked as she went back to the box that she'd been looking through. "Keep it up, Sam," she said. "I may not have a physical copy of the photograph, but I may or may not have taken a couple pictures with my phone, and I will not hesitate to show the world if my dads start telling our viewers stories about my childhood."

Sam looked to the camera. "Sorry guys you won't get any Rachel Berry childhood stories anytime soon," he said, "I'm not sure I want those pictures to make it online. Not that I'm ashamed of them or anything, some things is best kept secret." Sam smiled, "So what are you looking for?" Sam asked turning the camera at Rachel, "I can help. I'm a good finder."

Rachel shrugged. "Nothing specific," she told him. "I didn't explore these boxes enough as a kid, and now I just want to see everything and refurnish my apartment."

Sam nodded a little. "Okay, I'm not sure on how much fun watching us going through these boxes will be," Sam said holding the camera at an arm's length, "so maybe this is our goodnight for the day."

Sam leaned forward smiling a little, taking a deep breath, running his hands over his hair. “Hello everyone,” Sam began waving his hand a little, “I know that this is kinda late,” he laughed, scratching his neck a little, “I’m gonna do the NEw Year’s Tag,” he explained smiling, rubbing his fingers together. “So please don’t judge me for this, but y’know what they say better late than never.”

He reached for the paper, “Okay so here goes nothing, first question,” Sam said smiling, leaning back in his chair, “If you could look back on one memory from last year that you wish you could relive, what would it be?” Sam read of the paper, “Seems like they’ve decided to start of with the hard questions first,” Sam mumbled to himself, “I’m not sure, I’ve got some great memories, but maybe…” Sam began to rub his hand against his neck, letting out a sigh, “probably some of the things I did with my siblings during their spring break, we did this road trip, even if it was just me driving, we had fun and saw some cool stuff so I think that’s what I wanna relive.” He smiled a little, “and I’ll link you to some of the short vlogs I did from that trip, or you can find them in the Evans’ sibs roadtrip playlist.” He glanced down on the paper, “What was one New Year’s resolution that you accomplished?” Sam laughed, “I didn’t accomplish any because I don’t make any resolutions because I just breath them, so that was an easy questions.”

“Next question, three words to describe last year? Hmmm,” Sam pressed his lips together, “Epic, friends and surprising,” he nodded his head, “I think that’s it, pretty good words to me.” Sam read the next question, Best music related creation/inspiration last year by an artist in your opinion. “I’m guessing I can count some of my own lyrics rewrites to this one, I did some pretty epic ones, and I’ve got more coming,” he added, “but it might be awhile before I post one of those,” he let out a small breath, “But I think I’m gonna give that to T Swift, 1989 was pretty awesome, and I have to say I love Shake it Off, Tay-Tay is great.” Sam began to hum Shake it off, the video cut to Sam dancing to the song, singing loudly, “and as you could see I did rock out to the song, and thanks to my bro, The Ry-Machine, you have that footage,” Sam pressed his lips together. “Something you’re looking forward this coming year?” Sam asked, leaning back, “making more vlogs? VidCon for sure, and I have a couple of auditions coming up so hopefully those will work out and if they do you’ll see and hear me a lot more.”

Santana grabbed her video camera and propped it so that she could lay in bed and make a video. She knew it had been a while but with all the excitement after Christmas and enrolling to start school, it was all within good reason. Pressing record, Santana waved and started to speak. "Sup bitches? How much did you miss me?" She asked, winking at the camera. "I know it must have been a lot, since it's been a while. I know, I suck. Except not really. I have a good excuse. A few, actually. But we'll get to that in a little bit. For now I'm going to do another tag for you guys to review my year. It's crazy to think it's 2015 already and a lot happened in 2014 so...let's do this shit." 

Reading the first question, Santana knew the answer to this one right away. "Looks like you guys will know excuse number one right off the bat. Okay, so. If I could relive any moment from last year, it would definitely be when Brittany and I decided to be in a relationship. That's right, ladies and gays. Santana Lopez is officially off the market. I know some of you will cry yourself to sleep now, but it's been a long time coming and Brittany is...amazing," she said. Clearing her throat, she went to the next question. "One New Year's resolution that I've accomplished? Is that a joke? We're only three weeks into the New Year. Who the fuck is going to accomplish something already? Next question," she said, shaking her head. "Three words to describe my last year. Hm, that's tough. At times, 2014 was pretty shitty. I felt lost and bored of what I was doing but then I decided to make some changes and now I know this year is going to be better because of it. So I'd have to say...stressful, eventful, and motivational," she shrugged. "Best music inspiration in my opinion? I don't know. Lately these days a lot of the songs people create are bullshit. It either doesn't make sense or it's cheesy as fuck. I'd have to go with Sam Smith though, since he's really made a name for himself and keeps it real." 

Looking over at the next question, Santana figured this was a good time to make her second announcement. "Okay, what I'm looking forward to this year. This is excuse number two and pretty damn good. I've decided to enroll in classes at UCLA to study pre-law. That's right, bitches. If you're stupid enough to break the law, come and find me. I'm going to be the best lawyer this city has ever seen," she said confidently. "So yeah. If I start disappearing again, it's because I'm drowning in text books studying all the law terms my brain can fit inside. But I'll be sure to keep you guys updated."