Chapter 1 -The doorm- 11:22 AM Sunday

Well, I was sitting on my bed, reading the newest event our schoop was having. Real chefs that went to culinary school! We also had a gamers tournament, artists came to review art, and so much more! A whole event that I didn't attend because I didn't have the encouragement. I could have made my specialty, but I didn't know what to do. I was a great cook, and a very good gamer, but I didn't want to go. I just got news that a new student was moved to this room. We're going to be roommates. Yay I guess. I'm playing a zombie game when he enters.

Jake: Hey roommate!

I can only describe his enthusiasm as the one of Spongebob. His style was.. I have no words. His style was beautiful, artsy, but I wouldn't tell him that.

John: Oh, hi.. So you're the new kid huh?

Jake: Yeah, that's me!

John: Soo.. what are you into?

Jake: I'm in to art, how about yourself?

John: I'm in to gaming and cooking..

Jake: Ooo, that's pretty cool. You going to the big event?

I was a bit confused for many reasons. Why did he ask me to go? How did he know about the event?

John: Me? Nah. How'd you know about the event?

Jake: Well, I've always been here, just with a different roommate. I guess he's homophobic because he didn't really like me for me.

I want to grab him and tell him that it's ok, but I didn't...

John: Well, people are like that, but don't let that get to you..

Jake: Yeah, you're right. So, why aren't you going to the event?

John: I'm not half as good as the people there

I lied.. I'm just as good and possibly even better than the competition there.

Jake: You have trophies? Was there no competition? They all say "First place to John F-"

John: No, (I cut him off) it's not that there wasn't competition because there was. I, I just haven't been in the mood for it.

Jake: Ahh come on! Look, you can come with me if you want.

John: I think I'd rather just play my game..

Jake: C'mon, don't be slouched around all day! That's no fun.

He was right.. It wasn't fun, but I didn't really feel like going.

John: Fine.. I'll go.

Jake: Yay! -His phone rings- Hold on, I gotta take this.

(inaudible)

Jake: Oh... Ok. Yeah I understand. Ok, thank you. Bye.

He looked so sad. Almost as if everything in his life just went downhill.

John: Hey you good?

Jake: No! My client just quit on me because he found out his girlfriend was pregnant.

John: Oh.. I'm umm, sorry to hear that.

Jake: *Sigh* I don't know what I'm going to do! I have to draw something artsy for the event by the end of the week! I have no model and I have no idea on what the hell I'm going to do!

John: Well, you could just stay herr with me.

Jake: No, that wouldn't be fun... Wait.. Can you help me?

John: Help you how?

Jake: Can you be my model? You're perfect for it. The hair, the body! We just need to change your style!

He was touching my face, turning it gently, and inspecting my face like I was a magazine. It felt nice.

John: Well, I don't know about all of this..

Jake: Please? I'll do what ever you want!

John: Is all of this going to be filmed?

Jake: Well, yeah.. I make speeding art videos.

John: Really, what's your channel name?

To my surprise, I didn't know I housed the most popular speed artist on YouTube.. His views and ratings were extremely high! 3.5 million a video. Over 1m likes. He was.. famous.. And I watched his videos on YouTube, and liked every one of them.. He never showed his face but I met the famous Youtuber..

John: Oh my god. You... You made all of these art videos?

Jake: -blushes- Yeah.. I'm glad you like my channel, but please don't tell anyone.

John: I won't!

[The next day... Monday, 1:36 PM]

John: Gosh this is an honor! Being painted by you!

Jake: Haha, hold still..

While setting up his canvas and getting his paint, he comes over, fixes my hair, and shirt collar. He had me wearing a white polo vest over a pink shirt and khakis. Then, he just stares into my eyes.. His eyes as blue as the ocean looking in my brown eyes.

Jake: ... Well, I think we're ready.

John: Oo, ok.

He paints, and paints...

Jake: Done (as he stands with a bright smile).

I relax a little.

John: How does it look?

Jake: Beautiful.

John: Oo, let me see!

Jake: Wait. Dont look at it yet!

John: Why not?

Jake: Give me like 2 hours to edit the video.

I had forgotten he even made a video.. My eyes were fixed on him the whole time.

John: Ok.

He took the canvas with him into the other room, and I just sat and wondered, what it looked like.

[2.5 hours later]

He called me into the room.

Jake: Here, come sit next to me.

John: What is it?

Jake: It's the video, I wanted to watch it together.

Sure enough when he said that, I got a notification saying he was premiering the video. I froze when I looked at the thumbnail. It was me.. I was the thumbnail.. I looked, beautiful.

John: Oh my god, it's me!

Jake: Yeah, do you like it?

John: Do I? I love it! This looks amazing Jake!

Jake: Thank you, thank you (he smiles).

As I sit with him, the comments flooded in every second. The video had chat 'slow mode' on so we could read them. So many people asking who I was? That I'm beautiful. Am I his boyfriend? So many questions.

Around the near end of the video, people asked Jake again, to do a face reveal and tell who I was in a respectful manner.

Jake: Oh my, look at the comments! They love you!

I've never really been "loved" like he said, but he was right however. Many people did want to see more of me, but I didn't know how to feel about it.

John: They do?

Jake: Yes!! Would you like to be my personal model?

John: That's a high honor, but I've never really done anything like this before.

Jake: Please oh please be my model! I'll do anything! It's so hard finding models and you're perfect!

He looked desperate and worried at the same time.

John: Ok.. Ok.. but you have to clean the livingroom if I do.

Jake: Ok... I'll do it.

Are living room is kinda small, but messes tend to spawn randomly.

John: Ok. Whens our next shoot?

Jake: Tomorrow.