Markiplier Reader [NEW 2015]

Surprisingly Bad Title

Hope u guys don't mind, but imma put myself in this one. If u no like it then you may move on to the next chapter (I'll post two at the same time so you can)

It was senior year and I was sitting with my friends at the lunch table. I was talking to Maxine and my eyes suddenly traveled over to the far end of the cafeteria.

That's when I saw him looking back at me. I quickly looked away and tried to focus on our conversation.

"Hey, I heard that Mark is single now." Maxine had started talking to Josh since I wasn't listening.
"Maybe our little gumdrop Victoria can get a piece of him, maybe even get the whole package!" Josh laughed and shoved me playfully.

"You two know I'm too tall for him."(eh I'm about 5'8)
"Girl bai, he is like two inches taller than you. You can make it work."
"Hope he's taller than two inches down there sweetie. Don't want a tinee wenie do ya?"

"Josh!" I let my eyes wonder back over to Mark's recent position and saw him walking my way.

"Oh look Vickie! There's the man of the hour!"
"Shut the hell up Maxine! I don't want him noticing me!"
"Ok." Josh leaned in close to me. "Senpai don't notice her.."

Mark walked even closer, constantly getting stopped by some girls that wore 10 pounds of make-up, or a fellow band member. When he finally walked near our table, he sat down...

Right. Next. To. Me.

Maxine and Josh started up a conversation on the other side of the table, leaving me wondering what the fuck to do. He smelled of manly cologne, and his closeness to me was sending sparks throughout my body.

He scooted even closer to me, just to see my reaction. I sat there like a dumbass.

I was having the same feeling as if people were singing me happy birthday...it's like, should I smile, or look weirdly at him and wait for him to go away.

"Helloooo? Anyone in that shell of yours?"

I ignored him and kept twiddling my thumbs underneath the table.

"I'm not trying to make you feel insecure Victoria...I just need to tell you something."

I shake my head slowly and close my jacket. The amount of cleavlage I was showing was ridiculous.

"How...How do you know my name?" I ask quietly.

"From your drawing near the office. I saw you posting it up last week. Very unique might I add."

"Uh...thanks?"

"I know you must have been flipping the fuck out when you saw me walking over here, weren't you?"

I still am, I wanted to say.

"Uh yeah, sure."

"Anyway, I just want to tell you..." He leaned in and whispered into my ear.

I sat straight up. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, my heart started to beat faster, and my armpits started to feel weird.

His hand squeezed my thigh and he left the table.

All of a sudden the bell rang in my ears, snapping me out of my fright.

I sat through the last two hours of school, waiting for it to be over. I could just tell my mom to pick me up early, but he knows where I live...I mean I walk there everyday. And I couldn't tell any teachers because they'd think I was crazy.

So I did the only thing I could do. I did what he said and waited by the tennis court.

"Good girl. You followed directions." Mark said as he twirled a roll of duct tape around his finger.