This photo... Can The Mark Side PLEASE be a thing? Please?! Anyway, here's the story:

You silently watched her leave. You didn't know wether to let this issue blow over, or if you wanted to have a full on fight with her.

'I'm leaning towards the second one...' You thought.

"She's been here almost every day, a complete fangirl loony. Every time she comes, she's always lookin' for Mark," Lauryn said softly, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"And it's just your luck that it was you who's here instead. I'm sorry about what happened..." Her voice trailed off.

"Honestly, I don't know if I would've wanted Mark to be here. If she's as nuts as you say she is, I think that I'd never see him again, or something, I don't know." You sighed, looking down.

"Well... I do have this on tape..." Lauryn added, a slight smile on her face.

"From the camera?"

Lauryn laughed. "Oh honey, that thing has been dead for months. I got the whole thing on video with my iPhone." She gestured to the counter, where an iPhone in an indestructible case was propped up to point at the scene.

"Do you want me to post it? I can promise ya it'd get a lot of views." She asked, smiling and picking the phone up. She stopped the recording.

"No... Then it'd just be one of those stupid Internet fights that just cause drama. You, me, Mark, the fans, we'd all get stuck in this." You replied, massaging your temples.

"Ah, I see. Oh, and just so ya know, I'm going to be leaving this shop. I finally got a full job in YouTube and turns out the Cyndago boys wanted more help. Part time video editor, and full time YouTuber!" She declared.

"Really?"

"Yep. You ain't the only girl that gets lucky in this fanfiction."

"In this what?"

"It's a... Metaphor... Or... Something..."

"Oh. Well where can I 'come to hide' next time that brat attacks?" You asked.

She handed you a wrinkled-up cellphone number that must've been in her pocket for a while.

"Okay, I think I'm just going to head back home. Mark needs to hear some of this." You thanked her and walked out the shop door.

"Stay safe hun." Lauryn whispered, as she watched you step out. "You don't know what you're dealing with..."

Hmm, is Bristol just a fangirl? Or is there more we don't know about her? We'll just have to see, won't we? ';)

Jsyk, I'm going to be REALLY busy in the next three weeks. And busy= Not many posties for a while. Sorry.

That's all I have for now, I'll catch you in the next chapter. See ya!
~Lizard

P.S: Yes, I really do keep my iPhone in an indestructible case. I'm a total klutz, and because I've dropped electronics so many times, my Dad bought me the case so I didn't ruin more stuff with my clumsyness. XD