Him | Septiplier

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Just wanted to let you guys know that I wrote this story about 2 years ago when I was 11 and had like no writing experience so, BEAR WITH ME ON THIS ONE PLEASE

anyway, enjoy! :)

~Mark's P.O.V.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

'Ugh, I hate Mondays' I thought to myself as I turned off my alarm. I slowly got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I look in the mirror and look at the hot, red mess that's my hair. I get into the shower then get dressed. I wore My red flannel with black jeans and some red Nikes. I put on my glasses and went downstairs.

"Come on Mark, you'll be late for your new school." Mom said as I walked down the brown carpeted steps.

"Yeah, Im going Mom." I said more harshly then I intended. She frowned slightly as I sigh.

"Im sorry Mom, it's just-I don't know." (its just that I need a daddy)

"Its okay sweetheart, I understand. Now go make me proud." She said shining a bright smile.

"I will mom." I say forcing a smile back and left through the front door.

I knew that was a goddamn lie and she knows it. Ive been slacking off at my other schools too and I wont do anything different here. I quickly put up my hood and rush to school.

*Time skip brought to you by Temmie Flakes!*

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I sigh regretfully at the new high school standing before me. I must admit, it looks nice. No one ever likes me at schools or even notices me, though. I'm just invisible. I enter the school and see lots of people. And not normal amounts of people. I mean a lot. I'm getting a little scared. I also saw someone I knew but I decided to ignore that person to push away the bad memories. I look around more and see two more guys I recognize.

"Bob? Wade? You guys go here?" I shout to them getting excited.

"Oh my god, Mark?" Bob asked shocked to see me. I smiled at him.

"Mark, oh my god, it's been a while!" Wade said walking over to me putting a hand on my shoulder.

We all catch up about things. Apparently Bob has a girlfriend now. And Wade's just-well, Wade. I head to my locker and grab my stuff for first hour.

'Screw social studies' I thought to my self, grabbing my notes.

When I turned around with my books and supplies in my hands, I saw Him across the hall.

His eyes were as blue as the ocean and filled with hope, his hair green as a lime and his lips must have been as kissable as they looked.

He was wearing a black hoody and black jeans with white shoes. He wore piercings in his ears and one on his lip. I could have sworn I was drooling and may have gotten a slight boner as dirty thoughts came into my mind.

'Already, Mark? You just saw the guy. He could be a complete dick.' I thought.

(HAHA, BITCH, I SLIGHT BONER? ITS JACK MF, JACK WILL GIVE YOU A BONER BY TALKING FUCK YOU MEAN..)

I use my books to cover my embarassment.

He looked over in my direction and saw me blushing, holding my books in front of me so he couldn't see.

'Oh shit, he's looking at me. Fuck life'  (Same.)

*helloo everbody! How's your day? Good? Good! Ill update whenever, I have a lot of free time! And about the song...dont ask 😂*

~Author Chan