Marks P.O.V
Wow......... That boy is hot! Plus he plays piano. Omg, perfect package. Lets do a introduction for me please. Hello, I'm Mark Fischbach. I'm 17 years old. I live in Los Angelos California but I grew up in Cincinnati but before all that I was born in Hawaii. Im bisexual if you haven't noticed. I bet you have though. To make me even more weird I am a choir bird. I know right. I'm so weird. People say I can sing but really I just, no. But I am first chair. Anyway, back to the story.
The loud bell rang in my ears notifying me for next period. I look at the boy with green hair.
I smile and say " What's your next class." He looked shy and he was slightly blushing. He looked cute with his cheeks slightly red.
"I have Mr. Dickerson." I chuckled at the name of his teacher. He smiled and understood why I did. He started giggling. That was so cute. Oh my gosh I can't.
"Dang it I have Mrs.Rifling. Maybe we can talk after school." He smiled. His eyes full of happiness. How adorable.
"Yea sure. But I'm gonna be late for class. I will see ya later." With that he walked back to the piano in the band room. His butt looked good doing it. Lightly swaying back and for while he ran. Woah, it got hot in here. I have to get to class though. So that is enough looking at his perfection.
I started walking to class. Since I knew I was gonna be late, I might as well not run. She was gonna yell once I got in there. While I walk I think of him. His perfect hair, his adorable smile, his perfect cheeks. I couldnt help it. I need his number, but first how do I get his number.
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The Pianist Septiplier
FanfictionSean William McLoughlin was a young piano player in high school. Mark Edward Fishbach was a outgoing, young, choir bird.
