MARCUS' P.O.V.
I watched as they were sitting down at a table near by. He was feeding her a cherry and now they're laughing. She's not as happy with him as she was with me and I know she's not. The laughs, the smiles,the kisses...THEY'RE ALL FAKE! She still loves me. I just know it. We were perfect for each other.
"Marcus are you even listening to me?" Angelina said to me snapping me out of thoughts. "Your not thinking of Jasmine again are you?..." when she said her name it made me cringe and my stomach turn. Gosh I miss her. I guess she figured I was since I didn't answer. "Babe you don't need her. You have me and we fit.. Seriously Marcus plus Jasmine doesn't sound right.. Marcus plus Angelina see that sounds perfect. Come on babe," she grabbed my face and turned it towards hers and kissed my lips.
Angelina is not how she sounds. She's sweet, caring, fun, and loving. I got with her after Jasmine got with him. I didn't really know Angelina but I bumped her in the hallway and we dropped our books. We went on dates and now we're a couple.
*In Class 5th Hour*
*Poetry Class*
"Roses are red violets are blue I have five fingers and the third ones for you."
Mark the class clown and jock of the school read. The class busted out with laughter.
"That's enough class. Mark take your seat please," our teacher Mrs.Dink said. Mark smirked and walked back to his seat. "Ok class so your assignment is to write a three paragraph poem about anything you feel. It must be school approprite not like mister Marks here," the class once again laughed, "You can write about puppies, your deepest feelings, someone who you care about, someone who died, famous people ect." As she finished listing the bell went off.
"Remember kids three paragraphs and long paragraphs please."
As I walked all alone to my locker I hung my head down and I bumped into...
