Chapter One: Unfortunate Change

~~~~~MELANE~~~~~

"Psst," a voice whispers. I don't even need to open my eyes to know that it's my roommate, April.

"No," I moan, rolling over so I'm face down on my bed.

"Yes! It's after noon, time to get up!" She pokes my back. "If you don't get up, I'll tickle you."

"I'll tackle you if you do," I hiss. It may be late in the day, but I work the night shift at a pub and need all the hours of sleep I can get.

I feel April's fingers expertly slide in my armpits, and I immediately clamp my arms against myself sides, earning a squeal as she yanks herself free. As promised, I fling myself out of bed and chase her down the dimly lit hallway to the living room. She freezes for just a moment, deciding which way to run, and I grab her, wrapping her in a choke hold from behind and rubbing my knuckles on her skull. Her blond hair comes free from the pony tail, sticking up all over the place.

"You win!" She cries, "please!" I immediately let her go and shove her playfully before heading back to my room. "We're leaving for Panda Express in ten!" She calls after me.

I ignore her and grab my makeup bag off my dresser before going into my bathroom. I frown at my reflection. Ratty black hair, big nose, dark circles under my eyes, and a scar above my eyebrow. April swears it's barely noticeable, but aside from my self-cut crooked bangs, it's the most noticeable thing on me. I sigh inwardly, wishing for some way to fix my fresh-from-college appearance besides plastic surgery. I hate bloody, gory things.

I put some cover up on my scar and under my eyes before penciling on some eyeliner. Ripping a brush through my hair, I spray on some dry shampoo. Ten minutes isn't enough time to shower and get ready. After I look semi-decent, I throw on a red and white sweater with black jeans.

"Melane!" April screeches.

"Just... a... minute!" I yell, tugging on my knee-high brown boots and hopping out of my room. I grab my purse off the coffee table and follow her to her car.

The line is surprisingly short for lunch hour, and our orders of shrimp fried rice and orange chicken come exceptionally quick. As soon as we're seated in a booth, I open my fortune cookie and break it open, popping pieces of it in my mouth as I read the tiny white slip out loud. "Someone close to you is about to go through a drastic change." I look up at April and she scoots over to me, pulling me in an awkward side hug.

"Nothing is going to change," she promises with a smile.

As we eat, I take my phone from my purse. I have three texts from my college friend, Jack. We've hung out a few times, but never really gotten any further. He talks about his girlfriend a lot, and though they are really cute together, she lives in a different country. He's come to me for advice several times, and each time I am overjoyed to help. I've never once felt jealous, though April insists that I must be. Jack is a good guy and all, but were both very busy people. He has a sort of weird job. He records videos and posts them on YouTube, which takes up enough time on its own, and he usually has a whack sleep schedule. I work nights and sleep most of the day. I don't have the time to think about him romantically.

One of the texts is a request for me to call him. I set my phone aside and dig into my orange chicken. Whatever it is Jack needs can wait.

"Hey," I say as soon as he picks up the phone. April eyes me as we drive out of the parking lot. "Sorry I didn't get back to you sooner, I overslept and then went out to eat."

"Yeah..." he sighs, he must be tired. "I was just wondering if I could talk to you?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"I mean... in person," he almost whispers.

"Are you okay?"

"Uh, well, no. I just really need someone to talk to and I don't want to burden my parents anymore than I already do."

"Oh, Jack," I say gently. " I'll be right over."

He opens his door with a solemn expression, stepping aside to let me in. I sit on the couch and he sits next to me.

"It's over, Mel," he whispers.

I stare into his blue eyes, "what is?"

"She broke it off, said it'd gotten too hard... that I was too invested in YouTube."

I hug him immediately. "I'm so sorry," I murmur. Though she has a point. He spends twelve hours a day doing this YouTube thing. But for the second half of the day he's texting her, eating and bathing. He barely has time to sleep.

He hugs me back after a moment, "I don't know what to do."

"Breathe," I rub his back, feeling his body shake. He'd been with her for so long, it really devastates me to see him so upset.

We talk for a while, discussing his future plans since he won't be moving in with her. He tells me that his main focus in life now is his job, and he's not going to let anything keep him from it. I tell him that's a good idea, to distract himself.

We talk until I have to leave. I don't have work tonight, but I do have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning.

"Take care, Jack."

"I'll try my best," he waves, a huge frown dragging down his face. He's usually such a happy person.

As I drive home, I can't help but feel awful. Jack is such a good guy, he deserves to be happy. They were so in love, and it all vanished because the distance and time were too much for her.

And here I thought love could withstand anything.

AN: This is the first couple chapters of a co-written Jacksepticeye fanfic on Wattpad that was written by both me and my cousin (mainly my cousin.) I'm publishing it here in order to reach the word count required to be a beta reader on . If you like the story feel free to read it on Wattpad. The author's name is Skwarlogirl cfc.