He's A Feisty One Isn't He

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mark yelled bringing his full attention on wade not looking where he was going until crash! he landed face first on the floor hitting his arm on somebody's head hearing a yelp while falling onto floor probably interrupting several classes. "great way to start 12th grade huh mark?" he screamed to himself rubbing his head. his vision was blurry and he felt like he'd pass out managing to think clearly, he opened his eyes to see black writing on to several pieces of paper. he heard someone growl next to him. "oh fuck!" he gulped....

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mark looked over his shoulder to see a boy on his knees standing up before him. "s-sorry." mark stood up his face hidden. the slightly attractive boy glared at him. he had crystal deep blue eyes wearing a gray hat with a hoodie on, the patterns of lime green and sky blue traced on it with ripped up black jeans on. "he has to be new here...,wait that's that jack kid right?" mark thought, mark looked to see the boy's papers were scattered everywhere. "oh fuck!" mark said getting on his knees to help him with the papers. jack grabbed some papers off the floor while mark helped.

the last paper laid on the ground written in numbers. mark leaned his hand out at the same time jack tried to and there hands touched, jack's hand over mark's. jack blushed and moved his hand away standing up in the process. mark got up and went to give him the paper as jack snatched it out of his hands. "i'm sorry!..i wasn't looking where i was going!" mark apologized again, his head down not looking at the angry teen. "your fucking lucky you get away with this but i will tell you this keep the fuck away from me or you'll reg-" jack was cut off when mark had looked up. strands of black hair falling into his face in a attractive way his deep beautiful brown eyes shimmering with guilt. everything about mark was attractive, jack's face was even redder than before.

"just... just stay out of my way!" jack yelled walking off quickly his face bright red. mark frowned as he soon noticed the bloody gash on jack's forehead. "ahem! mr. fischbach!" a voice angry and annoyed said behind him. mark turned to the angry teacher. "hi mrs. charlie.." he spoke quietly. "this better be good as for why you've missed my class again or detention!" mark looked down. "i was late and then i ran into someone i'm sorry give me another chance please!" mark said frowning. the teacher gave him a slip and said "see you after school" mark looked at it. big red letters written in red, 'detention!' mark cursed under his breath and went on with such a horrible day.

after school

mark walked into mrs. charlie's class anger filling him. "right over there mr. fischbach next to sean mcloughlin" his teacher told him.
mark looked over to see the boy's face hidden in the hoodie but he knew who it was. mark gulped and slowly walked over to the seat next to jack and sat down.

"so sean sweetie where did you get that gash from?" mrs. charlie asked him. jack glaced over at mark who was nervously doodling on a paper.
"um...well i kinda uh..i ran into-" he looked over at mark again seeing that frown simply was enough for jack to answer. "i just fell that's all" jack said looking down. mark looked over at him seeing he was still bleeding. "oh..gosh i'll be back with some bandages" mrs. charlie yelled. mark went into his bag and grabbed something he took off the wrappers and leaned over near jack placing it onto the bleeding cut. "h-hey what the fuck!" jack hesitated.

"there" mark said, again putting all attention to the doodles. jack pulled out his phone and put rearview cam showing his face with the bandage. he placed his phone in his pocket and got lost deep in thought. "a bandage?....did he just..." jack thought. he looked over at mark blushing lightly. "t-thanks" jack whispered turning back to the desk. "no problem" he heard mark say in annoyance. he could tell what was bothering him."let me guess this fucking teacher huh?" jack asked. mark looked at him and nodded. "god dammit i hate that fucking cunt so much! oh..i was late for school! detention! ugh!" mark complained.

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