"woah. This place is huge!" i whisper yelled to myself
"glad you like it. But im sure it gets better and better" mark said
We were currently in the main building to get our names registered.
My aunt had to go to work and my cousins and uncle had to go to god know's where.
Mark and i walked to the front desk and there sat a woman who is probably in her 40's, she had her hair in a tight bun and she wore a pencil skirt and a long sleeve shirt at the top.
Typical receptionist
"hello ma'am, were here to register our names" i said to her
Unfortunately she didn't here me .
"um miss..?" i called out atleast 5 times
"Lucinda!!" mark yelled
The lady jumped out of the seat and and landing a with a big thump on the floor.
"how do you know her name?" i asked completely ignoring the lady groaning in pain.
He hesitated for a while before he spoke up.
"she has a name tag" he said like its the most obvious thing in the world.
I gave him an intense gaze in hope that he'll tell me what i need to know.
But instead he looked away.
Hm he's acting weird. But i won't even bother pressuring him into telling me.
" oh mark im sorry i didnt see you" she said.
Wait she know's his nameWait is he sleepibg with ger?
Is that how they know each other?
Ew thats fucked up.
"why are you looking at me like that?" mark asked
"how can you do that to her? Are you on drugs? Is someone bullying you into doing it? I want to help, i think you have a problem" i said putting a comforting hand on his shoulders
"what the hell are you blabbering about now? And what do you mean i have a problem ?" he asked
"dont act dumb mark i know youre doing the Mc'nasty with the receptionist " i said
"are you for real right now!!! How can you think that!!? Im a damn virgin for goodness sakes, she's also old enough to be my mum and thats gross!!" he said throwing his hands up in frustration
"um...sorry" i said smiling at him.
He just have me an 'are you serious' look and i decided to look back at the receptionist who was currently seated in her spot just looking at us with a sarcastic 'thanks for the help' look
"how do you know her" i asked
"i um...my dad um..he owns the school" he said cringing at the word dad.
"oh um...isnt that a good thing?" i said alittle confused
"are you fucking kidding me? Im only here coz my mum wanted me to, and thats it" he said
I dont even know what to say at this point.
Its always best to change the subject at this point right?
'right'
'ugh what do you want'
'hey im just trying to help'
'well youre irritating me'
'well too bad'
"what are you doing" he said laughing.
YOU ARE READING
Nine Months Later
Teen FictionChimmie used to be your typical teenage girl. The shy one that sits at the back of the classroom and never raises her hand. The teachers pet. The nerd. Mark. Your typical teenage playboy. Blonde hair..blue eyes and abs you could bow down to. But wha...