"Y-o-u-n-o-w-.-c-o-m-/-d-u-h-i-t-z-m-a-r-k-k" I muttered each letter of the address out to Mickaela and Sahara over a lengthy Skype call.
"So, are you gonna try to guest him?" Sahara asked eagerly.
"I dunno.." I replied, it was a truthful answer, I was still scared of the fact that Mark Thomas was my friend. It had been about a month since I first met him and we were practically related by how close we were.
"You totally should! I mean, all you talk about nowadays is how much you love talking to Mark." Mickaela smirked and moved her eyebrows up and down.
I gave her an annoyed expression and she laughed. Sahara was watching all of this since she had just found out about the relations between the famous younower an I.
"Okay, well guys, Mark's live so I better go." I nervously whispered as soon as I saw the notification pop up on the left corner of my computer screen.
"BYE!" They both yelled and I ended the call.
My mouse trailed to the notification. I grab my phone and send Mark a hasty text saying "Hey, guest me- duhlikekitty"
He looked down at his phone and his eyes twinkled almost instantly.
"I'm gonna guest someone! Karisma, get in the guest que!" And so I did and he clicked invite to me.
I connected to the screen and instantly lagged badly. I stifled a laugh and commented, "damn Mark, back at it again with the Walmart wifi."
He laughed in mock annoyance and explained how it wasn't his fault he was lagging and that it was only because I was glitching up everything with my face.
I shook my head in disagreement and peered ober to the comments they overflowed with comments directed towards myself,
"SHE'S SO PRETTY😍!"
"This is boring, Mark, hang up. 😤😤"
"MARK IS SHE UR GF??"
"Come on you can do better! 🌚"
I smiled and broke the silence shouting, "WHO WANT'S TO PLAY NEVER HAVE I EVER?!"
Most people agreed and so we played a lengthy game of never have I ever, laughing along the way.
Afterwards, Mark and I simply talked back an fourth, forgetting about the viewers.
(M-mark K- Karisma C- comments)
M- So, what's going on?
A cute smirk played on his lips.
K- uhhm not much I guess. I'm just living.
M- sweet.
K- yeah. What grade are you in anyway?
M- 8th
K- me too
M- Cool. You should move here, you said you lived in Pennsylvania?
K- Yep. What town do you live in?
*mutes volume*
C- NOOO TELL USSSS 😭
M- I live in Stewartstown..
K- Really?! Me too, we must live close!
M- REALLY?! WE SHOULD MEET SOMETIME.
K- *cough, cough* Digitour *COUGH,COUGH*
M- *unmutes* Yeah okay well, I'll text you later.
K- Okay, bye Mark
M- Bye
What have I gotten myself into?besides that, apparently Mark lives in my area which makes me confused as to why I had never seen him before . I just don't know anymore... I might actually like Mark in more than a fangirly way. A deep breath overtakes me as I plop down on my soft sheets.
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