change ↪︎ amyplier

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hello,, it me! with a new story! which will be in lowercase completely, cause it's easier n looks nicer :))

probably slow updates w/ this one too!!! i'll try my best :) i have a few pre-written chapters tho.

question; should i write a -dare i say- septiplier/amyplier (maybe egoxego too ((still of mark, amy or seán tho)) ???) one shot book? i feel like that'd be cuteee!

i hope y'all enjoy this story, cause i love writing it so much. <3333

-artichoke (helloooooooooo)

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2nd february.

amy's p.o.v.

walking through the gates of this hell hole again, feels like eating your least favorite food over and over every day.

i glanced around the halls and rolled my eyes, fixing my off-the-shoulder black shirt.

my eyes landed on the school's sweetest nerd, mark fischbach. oh, what everyone wouldn't do to get a piece of him.

he was strongly built, yet he always wore baggy clothing. he wore glasses, though he doesn't look bad with them at all. his hair was black, he always had it swiped to the side. half of it covers his beautiful face, though.

ever since the.. accident, he hasn't really been himself. we'd been good friends before all of it. i miss those times sometimes.

anyway, i just walked straight up to him, pulling on his hand and hugging him. and then i grinned, letting him go.

"a-amy." his beautiful voice called out to me. i nodded, "who else would it be, huh?"

mark swallowed, ruffling his hair up and pushing it out of his eyes once again.

"won't you ever give up?" i smiled, shaking my head. you see, ever since the accident, i tried to regain our close friendship by doing things i would normally do.

mark sighed, "okay. i gotta get to class, bye." he pushed through me, leaving me with a small smile on my lips.

"amy!" jack, or seán, called out to me. i turned around, running towards him and jumping into his arms. "baby." i breathed his scent in, giggling when he stroked my back.

"i've missed you very much, babe." he let go of me, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. i smiled, leaning in to kiss his soft lips. "hey."

he took my hand, motioning with his head towards the direction mark ran off to. "still no luck?"

"as always." he laughed, shrugging.

"if he really wanted to remember, he would."

i pouted, "i know, but he was my best friend."

"i can be your best friend and boyfriend, baby girl." he winked, making me laugh while shaking my head.

"not the same, seán."

he huffed, "i can be just as great as him."

"shut up, you idiot."

"no. never. i talk 24/7. always."

i rolled my eyes, putting my hand over his mouth.

"see you at the club, baby." his words were muffled by my hand, but i removed it mid-sentence.

"alright, but i'll be there late. i have something that could probably help mark a lot."