Caught Like A Fly ♦ mcyt fanfiction

bleeding out - three

Hullo there people! x) Here is chapter three - oohohohohoho I'm so excited for where this story is going! :DDDD

Oh, I know that Marcia/Maria are hard names to keep up with so....

Maria - main character/narrator

Also - big thanks to Youtubeforlife for letting me base Marcia off of her personality. xD You're awesome dude!

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I woke up that morning to the sound of Marcia getting ready in the bathroom, that was strange, because I was usually the one that got up early. 

"Mar?" I asked, rubbing my eye with a palm. 

"Oh! Yay, I thought you were never going to get up." She said, popping out of the bathroom, an excited look on her face.

I looked at my phone, about to check my messages from Matt, but then I remembered what had happened with a jolt.

My face broke out in tears and Marcia dropped her hands with a frown. "Oh, Mari... I-I wish this hadn't happened..." She whispered, moving my hair out of my face. 

"Its okay." I mumbled angrily, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Do ya wanna skip our classes today?" She asked, looking at the door.

I nodded, forcing a smile, "I-I just want to get my mind off of..." I couldn't continue. Matt was nothing to me now but a mistake, someone who I thought I cared for. I actually thought he cared for me - but maybe I was wrong.

"Hey, good neeeeoooowwwsss!" Marcia sprung up, bouncing on her tippy-toes.

"Yeah?" I said, setting up on my elbows.

"CAPTAINSPARKLEZ, BAJANCANADIAN, AND JEROMEASF IS STAYING AT THIS COLLEGE!" She yelled, making me jump. I remembered faintly seeing something Marcia was watching on Youtube, but I didn't recognize those names.

"W-who-" 

"Famous Youtubers!" She added, dancing all around.

"Oh." Well, that seemed kinda cool... I mean, to go to the same school as famous people. Marcia and Me were juniors at South Astay College - a pretty prestigious one. Anyways, we had met in high school and had been best friends since. I could always count on Mar being there for me, it was a true friendship. I thought so.

"Aren't you excited!?" She gushed, running into the living room.

The girl's dorms had a bathroom, kitchen, living-room, and a bunk-bed was pushed up to one of the walls. None of the rooms were very big, but we had a toaster, that was all we cared about.

"Yeah! I guess.." I chuckled, throwing the covers off my body. 

Mar appeared a second later with a laptop. "They have millions of subscribers each..." She mumbled, her brown eyes trained on the screen. She brought up Google and typed in Jordan Maron.

"Wow..." I mumbled as the images came up. Some were Minecraft pictures (Marci made me play that once), some were strange logos, but a couple... They looked exactly line the Jordan I saw in the hall way. "I think I talked to that Jordan guy."

"LUCKY!" She screamed, laughing.