This is just some fluff that I've wanted to write for awhile. The draft has been run through my friends who enjoyed i immensely WARNING: SOME OF THE EVENTS IN THE STORY ARE TRAGIC AND SAD. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND I APOLOGIZE IF THIS UPSETS PEOPLE. JUST WANTED TO WARN YOU GUYS IT IS SAD 2/9/2016: Highest rank: #127 in Random 2/21/2019: NEW Highest Rank: #9 in Darkiplier 2/23/2019: NEW NEW Highest Rank: #5 in Antisepticeye Holy shite, fam what is going on!?

My first day in Ireland. I cant wait to meet my room mate. While sitting in the taxi, I plug in my ear buds and play a Jacksepticeye video. "Whoopish! TOP OF THE MORNING TO YA LADDIES! MY NAME IS JACKSEPTICEYE AND WELCOME TO HAAPPPYYY WHEEEELLSSS!!!" The vid starts of with a ball throw and a compilation of deaths. "Hey lady! This is your stop." The taxi driver says. I pay him his money and walk to my room. I cant wait to see who my new room mate is. I hope they are- I was cut off by the sound of Jack's iconic high five. "Top of the morning to ya ladies! My name is Jacksepticeye and today I get to meet my new room mate."

Hi. I'm y/n and I'm a college at YouTube College Academy. Honestly, I don't have many friends, just Emily. I'm in the advanced YouTube classes learning advanced edititing, how to set up cameras and mics, and other stuff. One day, three guest speakers came in. These guest speakers are the Holy Trinity. Markiplier, Pewdiepie, and Jacksepticeye then move in next door. The saved my life, but can they save me from the monster inside. Please, don't let me lose them, or worse. 《 Warning! Bad language, suicide attempts and actions, death, alcohol, and abuse is included in the book. You have been warned. 》