A/N: Hi guys! Thanks for selecting my story!! Enjoy:)
Italics= thoughts
Y/n= your name
I sat on my bed after a really long, torturous day of work. I was an intern for a modeling magazine. The work was very tedious there, and the people there aren't exactly the nicest to work with. They're insensitive and ruthless towards the people in the office that don't fit their standards. I just happen to be part of the unfortunate 90% of people that don't have a barbie doll body (BDB). Whoopee!
My apartment isn't the most spiffy, but it had a roof, a bed, food, electricity, etc. The owner of the building is very strict, but as long as I could get the rent in on time I'd be fine. I have an OP electronic station though. I had a 2 by 6 charging station, an Xbox One, TV, an art pad, light up headphones, a decent mic, an awesome camera, and a really good pc that I built myself.
I went on my computer and did my designing assignments. Afterward I decided to go on YouTube on my phone and watch some jacksepticeye. He made me laugh, like a true full hearted laugh.
I don't smile in public because only pretty people should smile. There's no point in even trying. Smiles are for people that deserve that kind of attention. People that are confident enough about their self - image to express themselves. I'm not one of those people.
"(Y/n) I'm home!", your boyfriend called from the living room."Coming!", I responded. I walked into the kitchen to find Jake leaning against the counter texting someone.
"Who ya' texting?", I ask out of curiosity. "Just my assistant, Brenda." "Oh." *puts phone on counter* "How's my cookie doing?" "Good!" I smiled.
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Confident (jacksepticeye x reader)
Fanfiction'I can't do it anymore. If I don't do this I know I'll regret it for the rest of my life. Ugh! Forget it, it's not like I have the confidence to do it.'
