highest rank: #910 in fanfiction markimoo is typing... - PLEASE READ: Please do not read this story, it's fucking terrible. I wrote it when I was a cringey twelve year old. I don't even like Mark and Jack anymore. I hate this story with a passion and I want to kill myself every time I get emails about it, yet I can't be bothered to disable Wattpad emails. Please, for the love of God, read something else. Also, if you are ten years old or above, please keep this in mind: -Mark and Jack have girlfriends. -Shipping real people is weird and creepy. -Septiplier is fucking dead. Thank you, have a nice day. :^)

"Stop staring, creep" 'Were the first words I heard you tell me A glare was the first look you made to me. A slap to the face was the first time you touched me. Nothing was normal about how we met. But, I wouldn't change it for the world' Garroth Ro'Meave was a well known celebrity, well mostly well known. Aphmau Lorde wasn't ordinary, she liked to stay up late playing video games, and didn't pay attention to who's who, she rarely left the house, but when she did it was either by force, or sometime after midnight. What happens when the outcast meets the infamous celebrity? ----------------------------------------------------- I do not own Minecraft diaries, nor the characters. Please enjoy.