My stepdad and me

Introduction

My name is y/n and I'm 18 years old I go to cloakedale high school. I come from a small town where everyone knows everyone. My dad died when I was 3 which left my mom shook it took her forever to remarry. She married my stepdad mark two years ago. Mark was tall handsome and had caramel skin with pretty brown eyes. When I first met mark he caught my eye.He worked in the local coffee shop. I'd go there with friends after school and study but mark was always rude to me in a way.  One day when I came home my mom sat me down to tell me something she gave me a cup of tea and proceeded to tell me she was engaged. "To who?" I said puzzled "to mark". "Mark who?" I say trying to clear all options. "Mark Zackery" I carefully though it was only two Marks that were of age the one from the coffee shop and the old man who lived on cedar street. Then it hit me mark was the one from the coffee shop. I slammed my cup of tea onto the table causing it to spill everywhere. "Why would you think to go with a broke bummy dude?" I said angrily my mom just stared in disbelief "he's handsome and he treats me right he might not make that much money but he's nice". My mom says. "But-" I say as my mom cuts me off " can't you just be happy for me?" I sighed and walked off. I thought about it all night but then I layed back and got some rest.