Quackity's Sister (Karl Jacobs x Reader)

Intro

My life is like a book. It starts from the beginning, has some "interesting" bullshit in the middle, and ends... well... in the end. Except the end isn't usually the end. There's normally some sort of sequel. My life is so dull I'm still on my first book. I wake up hearing my brother screaming at his friends, get jealous that I don't have any friends, eat, and go to bed. It's like those stupid shirts that fourth-graders have that say "Eat sleep game repeat". I'm really into art and music, and I've kinda always been focused on that, plus I am quite socially awkward. I have "some anxiety" according to my therapist. And seasonal depression... and adhd. I also have a sexuality crisis about every other month, so that's fun too.

My brother Alex is apparently some sort of twitch god or whatever? At least that's what he calls it. I've watched his streams, and been in like two, but I get nervous. He has a lot of friends, and I have three. Clay, Nick, and George. I met them through my brother, because like I said, I have quite a bit of ADHD which is like one of the worst combinations with social anxiety. So when I zoned out during a stream, Clay helped me, since he has ADHD as well. He introduced me to his friends and we all became pretty close. I've seen Clay's face, and Alex gets mad, seeing as he hasn't. I've seen every video, stream, and VOD of theirs. I mean what else am I supposed to do with my days.

I get jealous of Alex easily. I mean he's literally famous, has a huge fan base, has a bunch of friends from the SMP, and he's successful. I didn't go to college because I could never figure out what I wanted to do, and I've hated school so much. Quite frankly, I wish I went to college because I think I deserve that part of my life, but I just have no idea where to go.

I don't have a job either, but I am looking for one. I feel bad that I live in Alex's house and I don't provide anything, but he claims he "makes enough money".

I've heard Alex talk about some of his online friends. I think some of the names were Tommy, Tubbo, Wilbur, and Karl? I don't really know. He said that this Karl guy was his best friend, but that's all I know about any of them. New people make me nervous and being anxious is too much work to deal with.

Growing up I was an awesome kid. I was the class clown all the way back from kindergarten to 6th grade. But then the people who I thought were my best friends called me annoying and loud. They abandoned me and became popular. I got insecure, quiet, and started to basically get addicted to music and art. Healthy coping I guess. I started playing the guitar and piano and started painting and drawing and I started to spend all my free time listening to music. Now we're here and I consider myself a good artist and musician, but a lot of the time my fingers aren't big enough to play chords.

I do this thing that when I get close to a person, I make a playlist about them. Some of the songs have to do with their vibe, some about how I feel about them, songs that remind me of them, etc etc. I currently have 4 playlists, for the only people in my life, by now we've already gone through who they are. I don't usually let people hear my playlist especially the people they're made for. Occasionally, I'll let someone like Clay hear a playlist, but that's rare. Sometimes I wish I had more people in my life to make playlists about.

I believe in love. But not necessarily for me. There are so many different kinds of love, family, friends, lovers, but for me, I only have felt the first two. I have liked so many guys. Even some have liked me, but I just freeze and freak out. Every now and then I wish I had a boyfriend... or girlfriend... maybe. But sometimes I like my independence.

I just hope someday life will get a bit better, find a boy/girlfriend, make some more friends, start a family eventually, you know, normal things that most people want. Eventually. I want a sequel to the book of my life.