(Jack's P.O.V.)

It's morning and I Do. Not. Want to get up. At all. I've been awake for about twenty minutes now. When I first woke up I rolled onto my stomach, my head still on my pillow. And I haven't moved since. I just lie there. I'm almost asleep again when someone knocks on my door.

"Mm hm?" I ask, half asleep now.

"Hey Jack. Bob, Wade and I are gonna record. I just wanted to make sure you were awake so I wouldn't wake you up." Mark says. I smile a bit.

"Okay. Have fun and don't rage to much." I say, once again falling asleep. Mark laughs.

"No promises." He says and it's once again silent.

I just continue to lay on my bed, and soon the silence turns to Mark screaming at Wade for doing something stupid. Ah, classic Wade. Soon I fall asleep.

***

"Jack. Jack. Jack, come on. Wake up." I groan, opening my eyes slowly. I look up and I see Mark sitting next to me on the bed, shaking me. "There you go." He says, smiling. I just stare at him. I think he picks up on my confusion. "I knocked on the door but you wouldn't answer so I came in to find you still asleep. Jack, why are you so tired? It's, like, 3 P.M." Mark laughs. I close my eyes.

"Jet lag sucks." I answer simply. This just causes Mark to laugh more.

"You've been in LA for five days already." He says. I just shrug.

"Well... I've never been good with jet lag and my sleep schedules so off at home too that it just combines to make me absolutely fricken miserable." I mumble. Mark nods.

"Alright. That's fine. You should get up though. You've slept through most of the day and if you stay in bed then your sleep schedule is just gonna be even more off." He says.

I agree and I sit up, running my hand through my hair. "Dear god, my hair's a mess." I say, laughing a bit. Mark nods.

"I didn't want to say anything, but yes it really is." He says, making me full on laugh.

"Alright. I'm gonna get dressed. Get out." I say. Mark leaves straight away, closing the door behind him.

I get out of bed then, dizzy for a second, before I get dressed and brush my hair and stuff. Then I go downstairs to find that Mark has set up GTA V. Of course.

"Mark..." I say, going to the kitchen to get something of the food category.

"Listen. I have nothing left to do and you slept pretty much the entire day away so I grabbed the first game I saw off the shelf and it just so happened to be Grand Theft Auto 5." He explains. I roll my eyes.

"Oh really? It just so happened to be GTA?" I yell back, smiling. I walk back into the living room with a granola bar. I take a bite of mine then I hand Mark his.

"Thanks." He says. I just shrug. I sit next to him and I grab a controller.

"Alright. So, what are we doing?" I ask. Mark smiles.

"Mission report, steal a military helicopter." He says. I shake my head a bit.

"Oh this is gonna go just perfect." I say sarcastically, making Mark laugh. He knows I'm right though. We've tried doing this before and we have succeeded but it was after many, many deaths. "We need to get a car." I say, following Mark's NPC to the road.

"I got it." Mark says, running into the road. A car comes and instead of stopping it runs him over. He starts complaining while I just laugh. "You try!" Mark says, watching my NPC go into the road. I shrug and I stand a little to the side of a car. It stops when it comes near me and I steal it. "Oh yeah. Just show off." Mark says, grumbling afterwards. This just makes me laugh again.

He then gets into the car and I start driving towards the military base. I get to the hill and of course...

"Come on. Come on. Come on! DRIVE UP THE HILL!" I yell at the TV, making Mark laugh. Eventually the car gets up the hill and I start barreling down, ready to fly over the gate. "Woo hoo!" I yell, laughing as the car goes faster and faster. Finally we fly over the gate, landing upside down. As soon as the car makes contact with the ground it explodes, killing both Mark and I.

"No!" Mark yells, both of us laughing.

"That was such a fail!" I yell, putting my controller down. We just sit there laughing for a minute, just letting the game sit at the "Wasted" screen. That was I think one of the worst fails we've ever had at this game, and it was amazing. Finally our laughing subsides and Mark picks up his controller.

"Alright, alright. Let's uh... Let's try that again. And this time, I'm driving." He says, getting a car. I nod, agreeing. We continue the game, we're at the hill pretty soon.

But once we get there my smile falls. I feel... Anxious for some reason. Wait, I think I'm starting to panic... Not good, not good.

"I'll be right back." I say, dropping my controller and standing up, walking quickly out of the room then running to my room. I go into the bathroom, closing and locking the door.

I put my hands on the counter, looking down into the sink as I start panting slightly, shakily as well. Please no, please please please, not today, not now.

"Jack stop fighting. You know you can't beat me." Anti says, and I can practically hear the smirk in his voice. I shake my head, desperately trying to push him out of my mind. "Oh Jack..." Anti says and I look up, looking in the mirror.

I don't see Anti, I see me. But my eyes are the same as Anti's.

"Not today Anti." I growl. My eyes turn back to normal and Anti appears in the mirror.

"When will you learn that you can't fight me forever?" He asks and I turn away, opening the door and falling onto my bed. I cover my face with my hands, just laying there. I want to make sure he's completely gone before I head downstairs again.

"Hey Jack. You okay?" I uncover my face and turn to find Mark standing in my doorway. I nod.

"Yeah I just felt kinda sick." I say, which is a complete lie. Mark nods, coming over. He stands next to the bed.

"You think you're coming down with something?" He asks. I shake my head.

"No. Just some nausea, that's it." I say. He nods.

"Okay. If you need anything, tell me." He says. I nod, covering my face again. "Just rest for a minute okay?" He says then. I nod again.

"I was thinking maybe we could invite Matt and Ryan over for a challenge video but if you aren't feeling up to it..." I cut him off.

"No, no I'll be fine. It sounds fun." I say, uncovering my face and smiling. Mark nods and leaves the room.

"Oh... A challenge video hm? Well let's hope you don't lose." Anti says and I sigh, shaking my head a bit. God I hope I can keep this up for three weeks.