Septiplier (The Jock)

New Everything

*Jack POV*

I miss home. I miss Ireland. I miss my girlfriend. But my parents wanted my sister and I to have a "new life" in america. I begged them to let us stay but as usual, they didn't listen. The flight was dreadfully boring and long. But the car ride wasn't too bad. When we got to our new Los Angeles home I sighed. "New home." I shuffled into the new house, feeling uneasy. My parents went outside to talk to the "New neighbors" about my "New school". Why does everything have to be so new? I dragged my bags up the stairs to pick a room. When I got to the top I noticed there where four bedroom door. The first one was way too cold for me. The second was too small. "This can be my sister's room." I laughed to myself. The third room seemed too big. "Parents room." The fourth room had a big window and since it was so close that I could see into the the neighbors room. Sports posters and jerseys hung on the walls. A few clothes spreed on the floor and an unmade bed. It looked like a high schooler lived there. My "New room" was a perfect size and a nice big closet. "This will do." I sighed as I dropped my bags on the floor. "SEEEEAN! The truck is here! Come get your stuff!" My mom yelled in her thick Irish accent. "Coming!" I yelled back. I ran down the stirs to join my what seemed like "New family." My mom was talking to the neighbor lady about her new job. She was even trying to cover her accent a little bit. I wasn't going to do that. The neighbors were Korean. They were very nice and welcoming and mentioned that they moved here from Cincinnati. They seemed nice but I was too crabby to talk to them. I walked outside to the van and began to unload boxed. After carrying a few boxes up the stairs, I noticed a car pull up to the neighbors house. Loud music and laughed enacted from the car as one of the passengers exited the car.

He was a tall dark skin and dark hair man. As he stood from the car seat, he ran his fingers through his hair. He was wearing a high school senior jacket and ripped pants. He smiled big at his friends as they drove away. He noticed his mother talking to my parents and ran to join them. He didn't notice me. Thank god. "Hey mom!" He beamed as he leaned down and kissed her cheek. I was passing by them, hoping they wouldn't talk to me. I had my bright green hair in my face and my glasses pushed up when I heard my mom laughed. "Sean, why aren't you kissin' me on the cheek?" She giggled. I pretended to laughed, but the box was really heavy and I didn't want to waste anytime. The neighbor's son noticed my struggle and discomfort in keeping the box in my hands while my mom tried to keep me their. "Let me get that." He smiled as he took the box from my hand. "Oh thanks." I mumbled shyly. He walked into the house after I did and we proceeded up the stairs. "It's this one." I said as I opened the door. We walked into my half finished room and he set the box down.  "That box is kind of heavy. What's in it?" He laughed. "Uh...J-just my gaming systems and computer." I muttered. I felt so awkward. Usually someone like him would beat up someone like me. I was what some kids called "goth" or "emo". I always dyed my hair green, I wore dark clothes. I even wore make up sometimes because I'm so self consensus. But this guy didn't look at me in disgust. He looked at me with sympathy.

"So where are you guys from again? Ireland?" He asked. He caught me off guard when he asked. "Y-ya." I answered. "That's cool! My mom and I are from Cincinnati." I smiled. "C-cool!" He smiled back at me while we went through boxes. I felt kind of bad that he was going through my boxes. I didn't want him to think I was lazy or wanted him to unpack for me. "You don't have to help me." I muttered. He looked up at me with his big eyes and a big smile. "I'd love to help!" I felt my face heat up a little bit. Why was he being so nice to me? We sat and unpacked together for a couple of hours before he pulled out his phone. "Hey, do you mind if I make a video? I've got a youtube channel and we can call it an unboxing video!" He giggled. I laughed but then remembered how much I hate cameras. "You can if you want." He put a hand on my knee and I immediately turned red. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable." He said in a sympathetically voice. "N-no...it's fine." He smiled and pressed record. "Hello everybody! My name is Markiplier and welcome to my first unboxing video. Well, it's not really an unboxing, it's more like, join me while I help m friend Sean move into his new house!" I giggled before I chimed in. "It's Jack." Mark turned and smiled while raising an eyebrow. "Jack?" I giggled and nodded. We laughed and talked for another couple of hours while Mark recorded his video. When he decided to end the video he smiled at the camera and giggled, "Thank you guys so much for watching! And I will see you in the next video. Bye-bye!" He waved at the camera and turned it off. "Thank was fun!" I beamed. "I'm happy you had fun! You open up a lot more in videos! You should start your own channel!" I laughed at the thought of people watching my videos. "No one would watch." I laughed. "I would!" He smiled. I blushed and played with the bottom my my shirt. "It's kinda warm in here." he declared as he pulled off his jacket. 

I turned bright red as he pulled his muscly tan arms out of the sleeves. Under the jacket he was wearing a baggy grey t-shirt. I blushed harder when he ran his fingers through his hair while he looked out the window. "Oh hey! You can see my room from here!" He giggled. "Hope you don't watch me while I sleep!" He laughed. I laughed too. It was the first time I laughed since before we moved. "well, it's pretty late. I should get home and go to bed soon." I smiled and nodded as he proceeded down the stairs to the front door. "It was great meeting you Jack!" "You too...uh...I never caught your name." I giggled. He then laughed. "That's cause I never threw it." When both laughed before he answered. "It's Mark." I then smiled. "It was nice to meet you Mark." We both smiled as I held out my hand for a hand shake. "I'm a huger!" He laughed as he pulled me into his toned chest. I could hear his heart beat in his chest. It was beating at a fast passe. His chest was hard as his large arms rapped around my small shoulders. He then smiled and waved to me as he walked across the yard to his house. I closed the door and leaned against it. "He is so...amazing." I thought to myself. I walked back up the stairs as my mom opened her door. "Hey sweetie! Did that boy just leave?" I nodded with a smile. "Well, I like him. I think it was very sweet of him to help you with your room." She gave me a hug anf kissed my forehead. "Don't forget. You start your first day of school tomorrow." She walked back into the room and closed the door. My smiled quickly disappeared. School?...Fuck..."