What it's worth .

~ The Unknown ~

* Marcos Pov *

I woke up from my sleep, looking around. But Valentina isn't their, I get a feeling in my gut. Something doesn't feel right. I get out of bed & put a shirt on, can't let anybody think something happened with me & Valentina because their is nothing that had happen between us other than our kiss. Man that kiss. It was cold outside & when her lips touched mine, I felt the spark. I just hope she felt it too.

I go out of the room & look down the hallway. Delia's room door is open, did Valentina go in there? I tip-toe quietly so I can see if my guess is right.

When I go into the room I see smiling faces & them two giggling. I wonder what their laughing about? I move some of the sheets out of the way & go on the bed. Valentina looks at me & smiles. But when I look at Delia she's holding her stomach, & her face is red. A tear comes down her cheek. I smile because just seeing them like this together like the old times, like what it used to be. It-it felt good, to have my two best friends back.

* Valentina Pov *

"I can't believe you actually thought your dream was true Val, I would never do that to you!" , Delia has been cracking up this whole time. I would've thought she would be mad. But no, I was dumb to think that. Because now she's wiping a tear off her cheek from laughing so much.

It's funny because I thought the dream could've been true. Especially the part when I fell on my face, I'm just very clumsy at times. Especially going down stairs. I hate it but somehow people think it's cute, I don't know why though. Awkward moment. After we're done talking about my crazy dream I hug Delia goodnight. Then Marcos & I go back to his now brand new room & since its so cold I practically put my whole body head to toe under the warm & fuzzy blanket. Marcos gets in bed & puts the blanket over him, but he has no shirt on. So while his head is over the blanket & can't see me I just stare. His abs are so perfect & toned. I can tell he works out daily because their so defined, he even has the v-shape under them.

I seriously feel like getting a pillow & screaming into it because just looking at his abs has that effect on me. Sweet baby Jesus help me, so I can have the strength to stop looking at his oh so sexy defined abs.

I finally have enough of obsessing over his abs & his v-shape & can finally put my head over the blanket. I peek my eyes at him & he's just staring at me with a cocky grin. "Was it that obvious?" I look embarrassed &He chuckled.  

"It kinda was." Then he winked at me, I seriously thought I was gonna faint. But I ended up just rolling my eyes playfully.  

"It's not nice to roll your eyes, besides if you do that they might roll to the back of your head one day." 

I look back at him. "& plus no one would be able to see those beautiful green eyes of yours anymore." I blush but I notice what he's doing so, 

I get a little ticked off. 

"Can you please just stop?"  

I turn around & try to make-believe I was going to sleep. But when I look from the corner of my eye he looks confused. & then he turns the other way around too.

That's when I fall in a deep sleep, & not dream about anyone but being with the brown eyed dreamy Marcos Criado, a very sexy, scruff led hair, Latino- what am I thinking? He'll never want to be with me.. I bet the only reason he kissed back was because he felt sorry for me, or was that a part of the dream that turned out to not happen? Because I don't know what to believe. I'm just glad Delia & Declan didn't sleep together. That's all I have to say. Besides, I wouldn't want to lose my best friend 

just for some guy.

I wake up & I'm on the opposite side I went to sleep in. My legs are between Marcos, oh no I hope I didn't kick him in my sleep, that would just be embarrassing. I get out of bed & theirs a bag on the floor, I see my satchel right next to it. So I go in the bag & it's a outfit. Either my mom bought me a whole new outfit to wear, to school today or either It was Delia's mom. Whoever it was I'll give my thanks, because I'm just nice like that. & my mom raised me to always say please & thank you. That's how it went in my house, if you don't say please you won't get it & if you don't say thank you, you'll get it taken away. It's pretty funny when you think about it. Anyways, whoever this person was that got me the clothes has a good sense of style & knows my taste. I gasp when I see the sweater, it's one I've always wanted. A British flag sweater! I can't believe I'm fan-girling right now for a piece of clothing. But it's something I've always wanted, so I'll cherish this forever. I hug it tightly to my chest. & smile so big I think my face might stay that way.

I look in the bag to see their was also a pair of.. Uggs? Okay, this couldn't be my mother because she wouldn't spend THIS much on just ONE outfit. I look at the black Uggs with a shocked expression, my mouth open wide. I can't believe whoever got me this. As I hug the Uggs & the British flag sweater to my chest I look up to the ceiling & whisper "thank you" & hug them both tightly. Last, theirs a pair of American Eagle jeans, my favorite brand & I smile hugely.  

I look back to see if Marcos still has his eyes closed, yep still in deep sleep. So I take of my gray sweater, thank god I have a bra & undershirt still on & put on my new British flag one. I look in the mirror & ohmygosh I look so cute! Then I slip on my jeans quicker then you can say that long word in Mary Poppins! Haha, next I slip on my new black Uggs & they're so cozy & soft. They'll definitely be to good use this winter. 

"That was a good show you know."

I jump & put my hand over my heart, "oh my god Marcos you scared the living daylight out of me!" I finally turn around & see him smiling with his pearly whites & winking at me. I give him a look of disgust & he chuckles. "hey, now we're even! You stared at my six-pack last night & I got to see your curvy little body get into your clothes."  

I stick my tongue out at him & he shakes his head. I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth then when I go to see Delia in the hallway she's still in her room. She lets me borrow her straighter & I quickly straighten my hair without burning myself. 

Doing it since seventh grade has come to use. We're all not hungry so we just all get dropped off by Delia's mom.

While we walk in the school Marcos tries to hold my hand, but I put my hand in my pocket & walk forward. Unless he wants to make us official, & I know for sure he has feelings for me. I don't want to be just "flirting" I want to be together with him but unless he makes that happen, then I don't think it will. Because for right now the ball is in his court.

That's why when the bell rings I leave to class with a very confused & wondering Marcos as I look over my shoulder. But when I look to my side I see Delia giving me a look of disbelief & shaking her head. Have I done something wrong? It couldn't be me because I put the way I feel out their, or did I?  

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