I wake up with a stiff ass back. Bad idea. I roll over and stand up, adjusting my beanie and my outfit. I look down at my phone and see it's 8am. Crap. 20 minutes. I go to the bathroom and get ready, already taking 10 minutes out of my time. I spray one last bit of cologne on my neck and pick up my backpack, running downstairs. I don't need breakfast, I barely eat anyways. I quickly close the door before anyone can bother me. Now. How can I get to school. I look up and sigh at how idiotic I am. We literally live right next to it. I walk on the sidewalk and turn, seeing the parking lot up ahead. I look down, five minutes. That's good right? I enter the school and walk in a few feet, looking for the front desk. My eye catches movement from the left of me and I turn to see a blonde haired woman with bright blue eyes and a smile. "How can I help you sir?" She asks. I blush. I'm not a sir but I guess it just makes me happy when someone sees how I feel inside at the moment.
"Hi um I'm new here I was wondering where the front desk is?" I asked in a low tone. She grinned.
"Ah let me see. Are you um.." she paused, looking confused. "Elaine?"
I shudder. I thought I changed it. "Um.."
"What do you go by now? You clearly aren't an Elaine." I smile, she understands.
"I go by Ethan. Ethan Nestor."
"Alright, I'll change the documents and let the teachers know your name." She said, writing a note for herself.
"Thank you so much."
"Anytime. Now what are your pronouns?"
"They them." I answered.
"Ooo a non-binary. Well have a good day."
"You too." I grinned, walking away. I pull my schedule out of my backpack. I hope everyone else is as accepting as her. Now off to homeroom.
I start walking down the hall and I see room B260 "Ms. Nelson". I smile. Found it. I walk inside and see no one here.Weird. I see Ms. Nelson sitting in a black leather spinny chair reading a book about aliens.
"Hi." I tell her, waving.
"Oh hello there. What might your name be?"
"Uh Ethan. Ethan Nestor." I tell her, smiling awkwardly. Please tell me she got the email.
"Hmph. I'm sorry but I don't see a Eth-" she was interrupted by her phone dinging. She sees and email and opens it, seeing the change. "Oh I guess I do. Ethan Nestor. Well you can sit wherever you'd like." She grinned at me.
"Thanks Ms. Nelson." I start walking to the back and sit in the right corner of the room and pull out my sketchbook. So far so good.
Mark POV
*beep beep*
"Shut up," Mark says groggily.
*beep beep*
"Shut uppp." Mark whines.
*BEEP BEEP BE-*
"SHUT UH-" he screams, turning off his alarm clock.
God. Some alarm clocks. I get out of bed and slump over to the closet. I pick up the clothes neatly placed in front of it and change into them, already feeling energized. I step into my bathroom and brush my teeth, followed by me swishing some Listerine in my mouth. I brush my hair a bit, swerving it to the side. I put some hand sanitizer on my neck because cologne is too strong and walk downstairs to make breakfast. I smile seeing my mum has beat me to it, sitting in a chair at the kitchen table eating buttermilk pancakes with syrup.
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In Between [Crankiplier]
FanfictionMark's a shy introverted junior that has no friends and is basically forgotten. But on the first day of school he meets someone that changes his life forever and shows him the true meaning of being in between. (Cover by @_ifeellikeshit) (Updates: Wh...