You could tell it in the way he walked. Those cocky strides and perfectly placed steps. The way he would stand with his feet pointed outward while talking. Leaning his head against his locker and daring you to fall into your own trap. Smirking as he saw you get stuck in your own syrupy love sick voice. It was easy to tell he was a player. His goal being to seduce you and destroy. Yet still everyone fell down on there knees as he stood in front of them. Begging for the bliss he supposedly gave for the quick week he stayed with them. It was no secret that Jack Mcloughlin was made a player but the catch is Mark Fishbach was made one too. -TRIGGER WARNINGS: HAVE QUESTIONS? ASK ME AND I'LL GET BACK TO YOU-

This is the second book to The new kid. Previously Jack jumped into the ocean and hit his head really hard. He then went into a coma, when he got out of his coma he didn't remember anything. Now can Mark trigger his Memories or will he have to meet his lover all over again.

Sean is the new transfer student form Ireland. He is a very shy and nerdy teenager. Until he meets the punk Mark Edward Fishbac. Mark ends up bullying Sean and makes him feel worse about him self. Do you think they will ever become friend or stay like this all through high school. Find out in reading my story the new kid

Seán William McLoughlin, a bullied 17 year old highschooler, is secretly a popular youtuber. No one has seen his face, only his voice (like Cryaotic only no one has had any description of him). No one really knows him, but they also do. They know the real him, not the one behind the 'mask'. Mark Edward Fischbach, who is known as Markiplier by everyone (cause he has a facecam so of course everyone knows him), goes to the same school as Seán but he doesn't know Seán even exists. No one does. That is, until he makes himself known to a certain black haired (with red dye in it) 'gorgeous' man after showing him his most well kept secret, the face of Jacksepticeye.

"His eyes - oh, God, his eyes - were an entirely different story. Staring into his eyes was like staring into the summer sky just before the sunset came, before the yellow, pink, and purple clouds came to fog up your vision. They were the definition of a cloudless sky, a clear river seen running through a wide field of grass, that one, blue, sparkling diamond that stood out more than any other in a goldmine. Shining like the stars and as light as a feather, they tricked you into a strange sense of security, a state that one would be foolish to leave intentionally. Everything about his eyes was passionate, beautiful, and enticing, anything a man could ever ask for. I wanted more of his eyes, more of him." :D Thanks for checking this out! Awesome cover photo by someone who goes by the name Shuploc on Instagram - please feel free to check them out!