Mark and James

Chapter 2

JAMES
When I woke up the next morning I felt groggy and tired. I'll never get used to being yelled. I heard Paige in the shower and decided to get dressed and go outside. It's hot out so I only threw on a tank top and a muscle shirt. I made myself an ice coffee.
This whole process was pretty slow since I'm still limping from yesterdays accident. When I got on the porch and sat down the birds were squawking and squeezing. Humans act like and think we're the dominant species but birds run in front of cars and fly away as soon as they start moving. It's their risky little suicide game. But thank god for cats.
Cats can jump high enough to bite birds in the beck and devour their greedy assess. Anyway, I'm almost halfway through my novel and if these two nincompoops don't solve the mystery there's gonna be a third book still trying to crack the same mystery . These two have uncovered so many clues I'm starting to think they're the culprits.
That's not important right now when I want more ice coffee, but I all the coffee creamer.
MARK
I can't remember the last time Poseidon didn't feel like playing. When we got home after our run I went upstairs to put my swim trunks on so we could play in the sprinklers. Poseidon likes to jump up and bite the water from the sprinkler. When he started looking tired I ran inside to get his doggy shampoo.
I put Poseidon in the kitty the kitty pool and started filling it up. He loves to get wet but hates baths. As soon as I put the soap in my hands he'll run. Or lay down. Today was not a day where he lied down. Poseidon jumped out of the pool and started running the outline of the fence. Which means there is no way I'd catch hi-. Wait. My super soaker. Not just you average water gun but one that shoots out water at 35 mph.
If I put the shampoo mixed with water I'll be able to shoot Poseidon with the shampoo and then lure him close with a treat to rub it all in. I'll have to remember to call my parents and thank them for the super soaker. I don't know if they realize I'm 24 and not 16 but it's still pretty cool.
They never bought me things like skateboards or nerf guns when I was a teenager. Not that I asked for them, but I did seem like a kid who would love them. All I really needed was a soccer all and a field. I had so much more than that.
My is a world real-estate agent and my mom is a celebrity make-up artist. That may sound cool, but I never met a single one of moms clients. And my father never once invited me to Paris or Beijing. Even though he knows I love both. There was a lot of yelling and barking. In the need we were both covered in soap and tired.
JAMES
Our neighbor doesn't know how to wash his dog. I finished my novel and there is so gonna be a third one. I grabbed a chair to look over the fence. "Need any help track star." I yelled over the fence. Mark squirted me in my face with soapy water. I couldn't open my eyes.
MARK
when the blue haired boy poked his head over the fence Poseidon tried to bite his nose off. "I'm so sorry". I said "can I have a towel?" He asked. "Yeah, you can come in actually." I led the blue haired boy to the gate and into the house then to the bathroom and told him he could wash his face while I got him a towel and a dry shirt.
Before I did that I ran back downstairs and asks to dry his shirt and bring him a new one.
The blue haired boy accepted. I don't even know this guy and I'm lending him a shirt. I chose the smallest shirt I have so I wouldn't offend him.
While I was upstairs I put some actual pants on and a fresh t-shirt. I thought about what I had done.
I shot Paige's houst mate in the face with a dog shampoo water then kidnapped him. Now I was making the guy wear one of my shirts. Oh shit the water bill!  I gotta turn off the sprinklers.
I crept slowly over to the bathroom from the back door and told James his shirt would be dry in 30 minutes then handed him mine. When I looked at his face in the mirror he didn't look very happy. Blue hair was on the verge of tears. I couldn't have been the shampoo. I've gotten it in my eyes and Poseidons lots of time. Lots of it and we both were always fine. SO.... Why was blue hair so upset?
JAMES
I never knew until today that I could drink enough coffee house half naked. I thought only alcohol did that to you. I looked at my face in the mirror. There wasn't any soap in my eyes but I was still tearing up. Paige hates this guy and now I'm shirtless in his house. She's gonna think he was trying to rape me.
That's only if I tell her. Which means this whole visit has to be a secret. Even though we promised each other no secrets. It's not like I wanted this to happen, but it is still my faut.
I hear foot steps on the stairs while a tear rolls down my eyes. What if he laughs?! What if he calls me a crybaby?! If he does I'll just cry some more.
When Mark walked in he asked me if I was okay. He never said anything mean, but I still burst into tears
He gabbed my wrist and led me into the living room. We sat on the couches.
"What's your name?" Mark asked.
"James"
"I'm really sorry about the soap I was just trying to wash my dog! That's by there was shampoo in a super soaker! Sorry!"
I was still crying, but at least I wasn't the only one who knew Paige would kill them if she knew about this. I sucked back my tears and said I was okay. Mark look relieved.
"What's your name?" Mark asks.
"My name is James." I say.
I sat there. I already knew his name so I didn't think to ask. Paige had stated it many times while she yelled at me last night. Mark cleared his throat. I glanced down again then I realized I should say something. It was extemporaneous.
"I'm sorry that I cried so much last night! And that I held your hand! I just kinda get nervous in new environments and I've only been here for a few days! I just panicked I'm sorry! Also your dogs super cute what's his name?"
"That's okay don't mind that you held my hand. I know how hard it can be to adapt to a new place. Oh! And if you wanna meet Poseidon be outside drying off."
MARK
what I just said was pretty gay. This blue haired looks gay anyway. He was still shaking. I got up and let Poseidon in the house.
"You want anything to drink?" I asked.
"Some ice water please"
"Sorry there's no ice."
"That's okay. Thanks."
Poseidon already had his face in James lap. He must really like him. Then Poseidon knocked the glass of water onto James' lap. I apologized but he said he had to leave and just walked out the door.