Mark and I tip-toed over to the corner of the house. As I glanced over, I saw the girl that was in the driveway earlier. "Man, she's got problems." I whispered to myself. "Ahmen!" Mark added for comic affect. "MARKIMOO IS THAT YOU?!?!?!" The girl said rushing over towards me. A gigantic force knocks me over and I find a girl hovering above me. "What are you doing at my Markimoo's house?" She growled. I studied her outfit. She had all the Markiplier merch.

Bracelet
Plushie
Temporary tattoos
Sunglasses
Phone case
Necklace
Book...
Wait...Book? It's not even out yet. I don't think he ever started writing one. Mark glared at the fangirl then back at me. "Uh...Hey!" Mark snapped. "You uh...stay away from her, or I'll...call the police! Yeah that's what I'll do."

Smooth

The fangirl looked at me. As she squinted her eyes she looked at me up and down. Her eyes then suddenly widening, she recognized who I was.

"Oh my gosh, you're Matthias's sister, (y/n). Oh man I'm soo sorry. Hehe. You should see fangirls these days...they'll go crazy if a girl is with Mark. HA LOL!" That was one of my biggest pet peeves. When people say LOL. I mean...come on people, we have texting for a reason. How about we use the most of it before Kanye West becomes president and takes over Apple and renames it the "Kim Center."

After minutes of explaining, the girl finally left and we got to relax. We sat down on the couch in awkward silence. Perfect. I thought as we looked around the room weirdly. Suddenly, a buzzing noise came from Mark's phone. He read the notification and grinned. "Do you want to meet some of my friends?" Mark asked. I opened my mouth to say something but he just grabbed my wrist and started heading toward the door. "Great let's go."

As we drove around in his car we pulled up to a two story house. "Okay," he starts. There's a couple of things you need to know. First, there is someone from Ireland so try your best to understand him." I giggled at his comment as he kept going. "Then there is a group of guys that act like they're three. But I'm sure you'll enjoy them." Mark finished quickly and practically pulled me to the door of the house. I took a deep breath as Mark knocked on the door with a familiar rhythm pattern. Moments later, a young man with blue eyes and brown hair opened the door. He eyes were instantly locked on me. His cheeks flushed as he smiled, revealing straight rows of pearly white teeth. "Top of the mornin' to ya." He said with a natural accent.

"My name is Jacksepticeye."

[I'm sorry I'm leaving all of these cliffhangers for you. I'll write more soon. BUH-BYEEEEE!!!!]

~Starqween28