'Duncan Jones Had A Great Life, Fame, Money, A Great Girlfriend, And An Awesome Little Sister' "What Are You Writing?" Someone Called Over My Shoulder. I Quickly Shut My Book And Turned To The Person Behind Me "N-Nothing" I Stammered Awkwardly "G-Go Away!" "Pff, Are You Writing One Of Those Pathetic 'Total Drama' Stories Again" He Huffed, Crossing His Arms Over His Large Chest "One. There Called 'FanFictions'!, And Two..Why DO YOU CARE!" I Shouted Back. "To Be Honest..I Really Don't, But Cant You Like- Find A Different Hobby?..Or Something" He Replied, Sitting Down Beside Me "No! I Love Writing FanFicion! It's My Life!" "The Show Doesn't Even Exist?!" I Groaned Once Again, And Stood Up To Face Down On Him "Look Zane, I Know Your My Brother And All..-But I'm Keeping To My Hobby's!" I replied, Crossing My Arms "But Jessie! You Have Like- No Friends Outside Of The Internet! Who Do You Hang Out With At School?.Huh?!" I Lowered My Head Down In Shame At His Words. 'It Was True...I Didn't Really Have Any Friends At School..I Would Just Spend My Time Either Writing Another FanFiction Or Just Sit By Myself- Doing Nothing...Its Only A Cartoon, How Could Just A Cartoon Have Such A Big Impact On My Life?' "Look Jessie..You Know I'd Be Willing To Do Anything For You..But-Look Just See If You Can Find Something Else That Interest's You.." He Said, Before Turing Around And Heading Out My Bedroom. I Sighed Again And Laid Down On My Bed. When Something Gave Me An Idea. I Got Up An Headed Towards My Closet. (Wich was in the corner of my room might i add) I opened The Large Door And Walked Inside "Ok-ok-...Now Where Are Those Paint Palets?" I Asked My Self, While Shoveling Though The Masses Of Junk. Until I Accidentally Tripped On Something, Wich Made Me Fly Forewords, Expecting To Hit The Wall I Braced Myself..-But I Didn't. After Hitting The Floor I Looked Up To See a Bright Tunnel In front Of Me, I Cocked My Eyebrow At The Strange Sight..But Made My Way Through The Tiny Space...