Author's Note:
THIS FANFIC IS FOR GIRLS ONLY!!! NO BOYS ALLOWED!!!

Your POV
  It was the middle of the school year, and my teacher, Mr. Smith, told the class we would be getting a new student. "Class, we have a new student today. His name is Mark Fishbach, and he will be in my homeroom class." I was barely paying any attention to him, until I saw the new kid walk through the door. He had dyed his hair dark red, and he was really tall, and had a scraggly beard. I fell for him, the second I saw him.

  "Hello. My name is Mark Fishbach. I guess I will be in this class with all of you." He said. Mr. Smith pointed Mark to his seat. It was the seat next to me. I was scared. Mark sat down next to me, and tried to talk to me. He asked me for my name, and I responded with "Um. Hi. My name is (Y/n). How a-are you d-doing?" Mark just looked at me in confusion. "I'm fine." He said.

  After class, Mr. Smith told me to show Mark to his locker. "(Y/n), show Mark to his locker, please. It's number 133." That was the locker next to mine. "S-sure Mr. Smith. Come on, Mark. Let's go to your locker." Mark followed me out the door. I was walking to his locker, when Mark grabbed my shoulder. "Hey, (Y/n). Why were you acting so weird in there? I should be the one acting weird." He said to me.

  I stood there in silence. "I- I don't usually talk to people that much. I have like absolutely no friends." I could tell Mark felt sorry for me. He walked to his locker, put some books away, and told me goodbye. I just stood there, staring at him while he was walking away. I wanted to tell him how I felt, but he probably thought I was weird and wouldn't talk to me again. So I left the school and got on my bus, and went home.

Author's Note:
Sorry if this part is kinda short. I wrote this around 11:00 at night and I had to go to bed. I will post part two next Thursday at 8:00 P. M. Or whenever I get done with it.