Jermy Fartz x Reader

A New Kid?

So, David being David, had just previously participated in a bet with Edward Pikeman. The bet was for everyone to.. "be nice to eachother for the day." It didn't bother you too much since you weren't the type to be considerably rude on purpose. You heard some news spread around about a new kid joining the camp and you felt a bit relieved. You weren't too close with anyone here and you hoped that maybe you could bond with them, having a new reputation with them. The bus arrived and you anticipated to see who would be the new camper. The doors open and push your way to the front. A kid with black hair and square glasses You weren't the one to judge but he definitely didn't seem like the...well, to put it nicely, the "popular type." He waved and greeted himself.
Apparently,  his name was...Jeremy? No.. Jermy..Jermy, ahem..Fartz. At first, you thought that maybe he was the "special type" so you felt it would be rude to question it. You could tell everyone else was a bit, no, pretty uncomfortable with this kid already and in all honesty,  so were you. Although, you had a good heart with good intentions and decided to try to get along with this kid. You were shy at first, but later you finally decided to talk to him. You overheard conversation between Gwen and the others that this kid was actually not "special", he was somehow all there..for the most part.
"U-Uhm, h-hi, im y/n. It's nice to meet you," you introduced yourself and held put your hand.
"Oh, hii. Im JeRmy FArtz," He replied,  vigorously shaking your hand. It was gross and surprisingly really sticky.. It would be disrespectful to leave now, so you whiped your, now probably diseased, hand and faked a smile.
"Uhm, I-I know.." You mumbled. "S-So, are you..enjoying the camp so far..?" It was a really dumb question to ask but you had no idea what else to talk about.
"Oh yAh, I reaLLy feeL likE I fIt iN here," Jermy replied, poking his stomach for no apparent reason. You look around to see everyone trying their hardest to keep a distance from him and you just smile nod, letting him believe that. It was kind of sad and you felt bad for him.
"Do..Do you want to be friends?" You hear Max trying not to laugh, but ends up on the ground, dying of laughter. Nikki snorts and starts laughing at Max as Niel lectures them both on minding their own business.
"A reAl friend? The only frIend I've evEr had was the PrettY lady on a magazine I sAw in the checkout of WalMart," Jermy smiled. You nod, trying to ignore the fact that his "friend" wasn't actually real. "Wooww..This is So cooL. Do you kiSs your dog too?" You try not to let your disgust show and you shake your head. "Oh.. tHats ok! I can tEach you someTime."
"Im ok..thanks.." you reply,  really not looking forward to that. 'What have I gotten myself into..' you think as you observe Jermy's unnatural behavior, to say the least. He's,  sadly, the only actual friend you have here, so itd be good to get to know him. From the point on, you two talked about.. whatever the heck that kid is into and your intrests, though, Jermy didn't really understand what you were talking about most of the time. Over time, you were able to look pasted all his imperfections.. somehow.. and got used to him. He was actually a nice kid to your suprise.
"How the fff..-" Stephen, aka Petrol, popped out of nowhere, threathening him with his whistle. "..How does y/n even handle a second with..him!?" Max asked, correcting himself. Nikki shrugged, trying not to laugh at Jermy.
"Even I have no tolerance for.. whatever you call that.." Neil replied. "Its almost honorable in the most disturbing way possible, " he added. You smile as you overhear them discuss your friendship with Jermy.

A/N I am now terrified of myself-