(Marks pov)
I walked In to see hundreds of people in the club, looking around knew none of them. No-one actually interested me, so I scanned the crowd once more. Until I saw a green head in the crowd, wait green?! I decided, because my hair was also a strange colour, to walk over and talk to him. That was how our friendship began.
Now we happily live together, not as romantic partners, just as friends. Why, I hear you ask. Well, I better tell you...
**As I got to him a fight broke out, Jack, being a loud Irish potato, was the person doing the most yelling. Long story short, I ended up taking home a bruised up potato.**
Thats how our story began...
//Thank you guys for reading the first chapter if you have any ideas of things I can do please tell me and I am open to any constructive criticism//
