Third Chapter

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3- Personal

"Hey sleepy beauty"

"Hey Mark, how is it going? I haven't heard from you for a while"

"If two days is a while then I'm sorry… anyway I'm fine thanks. And it looks like you are finally awake."

"Yup, I just woke up."

"So… you have any plans for today?"

"I'm supposed to go shopping with Alice and Bella for the sweet sixteen dresses."

"Whose sweet sixteen is it?"

"Mine, remember?"

"yeah, you are the valentine princess I remember… so are you getting a red dress?"

"No way, isn't it enough that all my presents will be wrapped in red."

"Do you mind if I come?"

"Shopping!! Are you sure you want to come shopping with us?"

"Why are you so shocked?"

"I thought guys don't shop!!!"

"Then how do we get our cloths Mary?"

"I don't know… I never thought of it that way"

"Don't worry about it… so can I come?"

"Sure, I won't mind but remember that you got yourself into this so don't complain. It will take us all day so back off while you still can."

"It won't be that bad. I'll get Paul with me and we'll have fun."

"Bella is coming." I warned

"So…"

"You don't like each other."

"I can handle your crazy friend… so when are you going?"

"Well, you asked for it and don't say I didn't warn you…they are supposed to come over at 1:00 pm for lunch then we'll go" what was for lunch… shit "Oh My God… what time is it?" now I totally panicked

"It's 12:30. Why?"

"I'm so dead. I didn't cook and I have no idea what am I going to cook… I have to go-"

"Chill… just calm down… pizza for everyone… on my account… ok?"

"Ok, but I'll pay."

"No, I will. Bye" he hung up before I could say anything else.

Mark and I became really close in the past two weeks but what is really annoying me is that he is still faking smiles. And it kills me to know that he is still bleeding. His hurt is buried deep inside him behind all the smiles but when I look in those eyes I see it, all the bleeding, the scars and the regret. He is really good at pretending but I can see right through him, through his heart and through his walls. The walls he built in an attempt to lock the world outside, to make them see only what he allows them to see and it is working, it's fooling everyone but me because I'm the only one who is doing the same. I have my own walls too and I know that he can also see through them. I know he sees my pain and scars just like I see his. But he never motioned it and I'll never do either. The look in his eyes is all the prove I need to be sure that he knows…

The door bell got me back from my thoughts ocean and I had to run down stairs to get the door.

"Hey girls, come in"

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