After 6 long, boring, and stupid classes Mark was finally done with life. In fact he was so tired he wasn't afraid to skip class. Though his mom would kill him.
"Maybe the dorms will be nice I mean mom spent all her hard earned money here she said it was tough" I sighed " I have to pass every class if I don't then " I started to have a little tear in my eye "what if mom isn't proud of me...n-no" I straighten my shoulders "can't be soft now"
BELL RINGS
"Okay class have a great rest of your day and don't forget to go to your new dorms to meet your dorm mates!" the teacher said excitedly.
"Why are we even getting dorms anyway it's not even normal in high school" I thought to myself.
Slowly I got up and shoved all my stuff into my bag. I got up and left the class with many other students. I started to miss Amy and Ethan's company. I really need to make some friends soon.
Exhausted and half dead, the great Mark Fishbach made it up 5 flights of stairs without collapsing on many other students hurrying to meet there new for mates.
I grabbed the keys from my pocket and unlocked the dorm. "Number 342" I thought. "Hopefully I won't forget." Inside was a boring yet clean and well furnished living room with a very small kitchen. Tho some things stuck out to me. There was a pizza box on the table and two pairs of shoes on the ground. I see I won't have just one but two dorm mates.
I knock on the frame off the door just to signal someone was coming inside. "H-hello?" Ugh I hated my voice. I waited. No response...
I was caught by surprise when a big blue floof came around the corner like a bull and hugged me.
"MARK!"
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~~~~~~~~~Blush~~~~~~~~~Pastel Mark x Goth Jack
FanfictionMark is a normal boy besides that fact of his obsession over pastel colors, cute toys, etc. He rather not talk to people who bully him besides one green haired punk ,Sean, or as what Mark calls him Jack. Though they are completely different who ever...
