It's been about five days since Brady left to NYC for camp. The days he's been there, are brutal here. Dawn just keeps on getting worse! Every small little detail seems to send her into a complete rage! For example, I forgot to close one of the windows in the house at night, so she decided that was a great reason to start freaking out. Right now I'm at home editing a video, and Dawn is at her job. This is the only real peaceful time in the house.

"I'm home!" Dawn burst through the front door with a big grin on her face. She was never as happy as she was now.

"Why are you home so early?"

"They said that I've been doing a splendid job, so I get the rest of the day off!" She skipped around the front room like a five year old girl.

"Why'd you accept it?" Doesn't she get it? You have to work to get money!

"Because I actually want to live my life! Unlike you who decides to spend their life on Minecraft! Speaking of Minecraft, I canceled our internet for this month!"

My face dropped, and I was suddenly filled with rage. "HOW THE HAIL AM I SUPPOSE TO MAKE MONEY!? I CAN'T JUST LEAVE WITHOUT TELLING MY RECRUITS!"

Dawn just sighed and placed her hands on her hips. "You wanna know how you make money? You get a normal job like normal people!"

"I MAKE THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS FROM MY VIDEOS!"

Instead of agreeing with me, Dawn just frowned. "Well, you can go out and make thousands of dollars from a normal job."

"WHAT IS A NORMAL JOB NOW!? YOU'RS?"

"A normal job is going and working for someone. Not hiding in a house playing Minecraft all day!"

"Well it's paying the bills isn't it? Since it is, WHY DO YOU CARE!"

"I don't know. Here's all I have to say. The wifi's down. Can't change that!" And with that, Dawn turned around and walked back out the door.

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"So your skill is videogaming?" Mr. Johnson said. I was sitting in a interview room being interviewed for a job at Costco. I hear that they pay $20 a hour!

"Yes it is. I am SkyDoesMinecraft!"

Mr. Johnson just looked at me. "I see. So you spend all of your time playing videogames."

I nodded. "Yes. I know it sounds bad, but I make thousands of dollars per video!"

Mr. Johnson scratched his goatee. "I just don't know if I want someone like you working for me. I don't know if you'll...."

"If I?"

"If you will get the work done, and done in a quality way.",

"Oh I see."

"Do you?"

"Yes. Plus I think if people knew that I was working here, it would bring more customers!"

"Because you're the legendary SkyDoesMinecraft?" Mr. Johnson raised his eyebrow.

I nodded again.

"If you're so great," Emphasis on great. "Then why did you quit your YouTube career?"

"Well.... My ex wife turned off my wifi."

"Why not just get one of your own personal wifi boxes?"

I literally jumped out of my chair. "THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR TIME AND THAT IDEA! I'LL SEE YOU NEXT TIME!" I ran out of the room and to the nearest RadioShack.

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"I'M NOT A FISH! I'M A AMPHIBIAN!"

"Stupid fish!"

"Hey!" Quentin slapped me with a wet noodle.

"Where's Mitch and Jerome?"

"Probably Meroming it up!"

"HEY!" Dawn kicked open the door to my computer room. "I THOUGHT I ENDED YOUR MINECRAFT ADDICTION!"

"See ya later Adam!"

"Yeah well I got my own router!"

"BS!" Dawn grabbed my router and stomped on it with her shoes. "NOT ANYMORE!" Before I could utter another word, Dawn grabbed my Mac and threw it on the ground.

"M-M-M-My Mac!" I tried to stand up, but Dawn shoved me back onto my chair.

"Whatcha going to do? Cry about it!?"

My hands made fists, and I stood up. If this was one of those anime cartoons, steam would be coming out of my ears. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU BEACH!" I ran at her, but I tripped over my broken computer, and landed on the ground, luckily avoiding glass shards.

Dawn ran out the room and slammed the door shut. The only reason I'm still sharing a house with her is for Brady. We promised to give him one week before telling him about the divorce. After that week, Dawn's moving into her apartment, and I get the house. The only problem is we're working on Brady's schedule for where he stays. That'll probably be the easy part.

The hard part is acting happy for a week. Plus Sarah's parents told me that they're moving to Chicago the day Brady comes back.

Next week is going to be tough.

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I opened my eyes and sat up in my bed. Wait I'm in my bed! That means Dawn's off with her boyfriend Tim.

That's right, she has a boyfriend already.

They act like they've been dating forever! Tim's a young fun loving guy, and Dawn says that he's acts way better then I ever did. Tim doesn't actually have a house, he just lives in a really nice apartment in downtown Seattle. Dawn stays with him almost everyday, and when she's here, she kicks me out of my bed and I have to sleep on the couch.

I got out of bed, went downstairs, made a cup of coffee, and flipped on the TV. I decided to watch a movie that Brady's been talking about. It's called Hunger Games Catching fire.

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I was about halfway through the movie when I heard a pounding on the door. I walked over to the door, and cracked it open about a inch.

"Hello there Adam." Tim stood in front of me. He had a beanie over his light brown hair, and he was wearing a Green Bay Packers shirt.

"What do you want Tim." I growled through my gritted teeth.

"Dude calm down!" Tim acted like he was surprised with my reaction. "I just came to tell you that Dawn is going to be with you all of next week!"

"Get away from my house."

"Sorry! Dude! Just wanted to tell ya brah!" And with that, Tim skipped away from my house and to his motorcycle where Dawn was waiting.

"I'M NOT YOUR BRAH!" But he couldn't hear me over the sound of his engine as he drove away.

Stupid bikers.

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SUP DJ ARMY! I'm DJUnicorn! Wattpad still hasn't fixed the bug, so still no more bold or italics :( Oh and the spacing of this chapter may be a little

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