|Ranked #269 in Jacob Sartorius 🏆| I don't know what to put here. You should read this story tho :)
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**disclaimer: I wrote this in like 7th grade and fixed a few things last year. You may be the judge of the story.**
**Hannah POV** "What the-?" I stop dropping my skateboard.
My whole family is sitting on the couch.
"Mark?" I gasp.
"Hannah?" He gasps.
I swallow hard and unclip my helmet. Holding it by my side.
"Um, excuse me... but um... why is Mark and his mom here?" I say trying not to be rude.
"Hannah! Be nice! They just moved here and wanted to introduce themselves to their neighbors." I sigh and start walking to my room.
"Um, ma'am?" Mark taps my mom's shoulder and asks where the bathroom is. She shows him and he walks to the bathroom.
I go to my room and come out for a snack in the kitchen. I walk out of my room and turn a corner when- BOOM!
"Oww! Bruh, you gotta stop hurting me!" Mark complains.
"Um, you're the one who got in my way!" I say putting my hands on my hips.
Mark grins and puts his hands in his pockets.
"Well... I'm going to go get food... bye!" I say skipping to the kitchen.
I look in the fridge and get a yogurt. When I turn around closing the fridge, I almost have a heart attack.
"MARK! HOLY CRAP!!" I jump spilling my yogurt on the ground. Mark jumps too and takes the towel off the counter giving it to me.
I wipe off the floor and throw the towel in the laundry basket.
"So, did you need something, Mark?"
"Um... idk..I'm just bored... it seems like my mom and your mom are gonna be great friends." Mark grins.
"Don't get any ideas, Markus." I say with a sassy smile.
"Wow, ok..." he grins. "I'm gonna get you to like me no matter what!" Mark laughs. I laugh back.
"HAHAHAHA IN YOUR DREAMS!!" I spin around walking towards my room with a different cup of yogurt.
I get to my door.
"Mark, you are NOT coming in here!" I say closing the door. He knocks.
"Pleeeaaassseeee!?" He says sitting with his back against the door.
"No! You're a 14 year old hormonal boy! Ain't happenin'!!" I grin sitting down. He knocks again. UGHHHHH
"FINEEEE!! ONE WRONG MOVE AND YOU ARE OUT!!" I get up an open the door letting him in.
I lay down on the bed and get on my phone. He sits in the rolling chair and pulls up Instagram. I hear the camera click.
"MARKUS!!" I jump up.
"CHILL!! I was taking a screenshot!" He says sighing. I let my breath out and lay back down.
"Not just one pic?" He says with a frown. I laugh.
"NO!!" I giggle and he laughs. He smiles.
"What are you looking at?!" I say going red and throwing a pillow at him.
"Nothing... your laugh is cute!" My face gets warmer. I hate my laugh!
Suddenly, something hits my window. Mark jumps and spins around in his chair towards the window. He rolls his way towards it.
"AYE! Your little boyyyfrjendd is here." He says winking.
"HES NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" I yell. When I get to the window I open it and see Jacob holding a rock. Mark sticks his head out and waves. Jacobs face drops. Shit.
"Maybe later..." he mumbles walking away. Oh god no!
Jacob left... what do I do?
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