High School || Markiplier A.U

CHAPTER FOUR

                         CHAPTER FOUR

      I saved a seat for when Tyler came back, and thank god he came in when he did- it was getting really hard to stall for him. Tyler took his seat on my left again and stared at the screen. What is up with him?

We had chosen to watch Adventureland, a romantic (... Ish) comedy about twenty year olds working at an amusement park  and getting high. It is an amazing movie. I have seen this movie so many times, I could quote it.

Towards the middle, there is this part where the two main characters (finally) get together and walk off holding hands. That's when my anxiety kicked in. I've never explained this but I guess it's about time to. I haven't always been as thin as I am. I used to be a pretty heavy girl and I got bullied a lot for it.

I've never really had a boyfriend... I ended up with a lot of self hatred and developed depression and anxiety from it. I even had anorexia for a little while... At that point in my life though, I didn't really hang out with my friends all that much. They tried, but I just pushed them away.

After I lost weight, I gained some confidence back and started hanging with my friends again, but sometimes I still get really self conscious... Especially when the guy I like is sitting right next to me... Mark has had many girlfriends in a higher "social class" than our group because... Well, let's just say he's very attractive, which is why I've always been too scared to tell him I like him and I've always made sure to look my best around him...

There was a whole year of my life when everything wasn't going right and I ended up with no friends... Except Mark. Idk maybe that's why I like him but... I do.

"Okay, so we should play possession tag." Taylor said clapping her hands together as the credits rolled on the screen. I realized that I was hugging my knees and staring at nothing in particular so I quickly changed position and smiled up at her.

"Yeah, yeah that sounds fun!" I agreed, trying not to blow my cover.

"Okay, who's being the possessed one first?" Taylor asked.

"ME!" Mark yelled raising his hand. We laughed at his excitement.

"Okay, calm down Marky." I said and patted his head. He blushed a little and laughed. A quick glance over at Tyler told me that he was still pissed. I pushed him away from my mind and got ready to sprint away to my hiding spot.

"Okay, count to fifty when I turn the lights out, and cover your eyes!" Taylor said.

"Got it." Mark put his hands over his eyes and Taylor turned the lights out.

Ninja time. I stepped carefully around my house to my moms office. There was a cushioned living room chair in there in the corner of the room that I could hide behind. Possession tag is amazing because one, ALL OF THE LIGHTS ARE OFF so when someone trips and falls you can hear the boom and then the, "FUCKING SHIT." Two, the "tagger" is the possessed one so, obviously, they have to act demented. Sometimes someone will screech and then start coughing and it's hilarious okay?

     I moved the chair a little so I could get behind it, and once I was situated on the floor, I moved the chair back and made sure to slow my breathing. "WHERE ARE YOU?!" Mark screamed in the most satanic fucking voice I have ever heard in my entire life. It was actually scary...

I heard him sprint up the steps and slide before whispering "oh shit" and hitting the door to the room I was in. He giggled a bit before opening the door and returning to his character. "Hello?" He said pretending to cry. "Why are you guys hiding from me?" He said sobbing a bit more.

Damn, he's a pretty good actor.

"I WILL FIND YOU." He screeched satanically again and I jumped slightly, covering my mouth so I wouldn't get caught. He huffed and exited the room. I removed my hand from my mouth and let out a small sigh of relief. There was a huge bang from downstairs and then Mark yelled, "I FOUND YOU."