I change my views quite quickly, but one thing I will always maintain: losing my job was not my fault. Just like the word suggests, I lost my job. Like, it left me. Or rather, my boss left me. Left me broke, unemployed and homeless. And of course, having to move into my brother's run down, tiny apartment with him and his creepy roommate. Fantastic! Nice one, Jill, this is exactly how I wanted my life to go, totally dependent on other people.

Unfortunately, I have never been that good at communication. I just about made it through high school but evidently, adult life was far too much for me to handle. It's not my fault I have trouble talking to people; it's not my fault I was forced into a retail job either. Okay well, not forced really, it was my choice but not my first choice.

"I really don't know how it came to this, Celia. On a scale of 1 to 10, my mood is like a 2.5 right now. That's how bad this is" I declare, twisting the cord that connects the payphone to its box around my finger

"Hey, don't worry about it. You'll be back on your feet in no time!" Celia says, trying to comfort me. It's not working. "So you're going to live with your brother, that's not that bad right?"

"Celia, this is Jack we're talking about. The boy who looks up when he hears the word 'boobs' on the TV" I sigh, tucking my light brown hair behind my ear "I just feel like I'm… like… Ah, I don't know!"

"Calm down, Jill" Celia soothes "You'll be okay, who knows- maybe having some family bonding time will be good for you?" She offers. I almost scoff at this, there is no way that living with Jack will do me any good.

I'm not sure how Jack and I are twins. And I mean, come on- Jack and Jill, really, parents? Jack and I are totally different people. While I was getting an education, he was skipping school, while I had a fancy job at a law firm, he was unemployed. And now look at us, he's got a steady job at a farmer's market in town and I'm the unemployed one. Oh, how the tables have turned.

The sound of somebody banging on the glass of the phone booth startles me "I've got to go, Celia. I'll call you tomorrow" I say, hanging up the phone, the guy waiting outside glares at me from outside.

"All right, all right" I murmur from inside, exiting the phone booth. I feel slightly better after talking things over with Celia. If all goes well, I'll have a new job and be out of Jack's in no time.

Feeling more optimistic, I make my way back across the street and back to my empty apartment. Sliding my keys into the lock, I unlock the door to my apartment for the last time. The sight of all the empty boxes upsets me, to say the least. I begin packing boxes into my car, I don't have that much so it doesn't take too long which is something I'm grateful for since I don't have much energy today.

As I unload the last box into my car, I sit in the driver's seat and with my hands head in my hands. Wiping a few uninvited tears away, I pull myself together and start the car, ready to drive towards Jack's place. My mind drifts back to when I first asked Jack for help

"I'm so happy you've decided to live with me!" He exclaimed

"Well I haven't really decided, it's more like I've been forced"

He sighed "Can you just pretend to be enthusiastic for one please? I am really happy that my little sister is going to be living with me- so is Skye!"

I paused "Who's Skye?"

"My roommate" he answered happily "Just watch out, he's a real ladies man. I don't want him getting you pregnant or anything"

I made a noise of disgust "As if! You're disgusting, Jack"

I smile fondly at the memory, there's only 30 minutes between us but Jack takes his role as overprotective big brother very seriously.

The drive is as slow as I can make it. I take all sorts of winding roads to make the journey as long as possible before I remember that I don't have the money to be wasting petrol. With a grumble, I begin to take a short cut I remember from when Jack first moved in and I arrive at my brother's apartment in no time.

I sit in my car on the road outside for a few seconds before I decide to get it over and done with and force myself out of the car; I take a deep breath in and out again, trying to calm my nerves. Jack and his roommate aren't in right now- Jack's at work and I'm assuming his roommate is too. That makes things a lot easier for me since I'll already be semi- moved in by the time they get home so I won't be as flustered meeting Skye for the first time. I may not planning on having his babies like Jack thinks I am buy hey, I want to make a good first impression. I play with the keys Jack gave me for a few seconds before giving myself a little pep talk for encouragement. After a moment, I hold the keys still into my hand and slide the key into the lock.

I push the door open slowly and brace myself for what I may be about to see.