"What flavor?" Mark asks looking down at Ron, and back up to me.
"Chocolate Fudge!" Ron chuckles.
"Mint Chocolate Chip should be good for me." I smile.
I take Ron to a little table with four seats.
"So, are you still in school?" He asks curiously.
"Yah, college. Does that count?" I laugh. "Or am I old?"
"You don't look old." He says, dangling his feet off the chair.
"What grade are you in?"
"I'm in the Second grade." He says smugly.
"You're a big boy!" I say rubbing his hair.
"Chocolate Fudge fro the munchkin," Mark interrupts us, handing Ron a cup of ice cream."And Mint Chocolate Chip for you." He smile handing me cup as well.
"Thank you." I return the smile.
"Kenzie?" Ron grumbles, through a mouthful of ice cream.
I look at him.
"Why do you were so many bracelets?" He asks.
Shoot.
On my left arm, sat at least twenty different kinds of bracelets. Each one covering a scar.
From past cuts. I'm not the least bit proud about the scars, but I mean, I've been doing for four years, and it's not easy to quit.
"Uh... I'm obsessed with bracelets." I laugh. I mean, I didn't lie.
"Fashion?" Mark asks.
"Yah." I simply answer.
Complete silence.
"So Mark, uhh... you got a girlfriend?" I ask without a thought ot it.
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
He simply laughs a little,"Nah, half the chicks at my school are either taken, or have been..." He looks at Ron,"around." He finishes. "You got a... boyfriend?" He asks nervously.
"No, after you get into college, guys start to lose interest in artists." I simply reply, eating a spoonful of ice cream.
He simply smiles to himself.
"Mark?" Ron asks innocently.
"Mmhmm?" He replies.
"Is Liam coming home with dad?"
Mark inhales deeply and sighs. "No, but we talked about this, I'm not leaving like he did." He replies sweetly, messing up his younger brothers hair.
Ron simply lets out a laugh, fixing his hair.
I take my phone out of my back pocket, and check the time. 6:47.
"You okay?" Mark asks.
"Yah... do you think we can stop somewhere on the way home?" I ask, with slight hope.
"Sure, what'd you have in mind?"
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I walk into the huge music theater, my eyes glued to the huge stage.
The audience was huge, and very loud. And I could see the performers getting ready.
"You guys wait in the car, I'll be out in five." I turn and tell Mark.
I sprint my way up the stairs and make my way to the backstage door.
"Hey!" Andrew smiled, grabbing my attention. "Watcha doin' here?"
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Scars {Completed}
RomantikPuppies are cute, right? Well, Kenzie McHill finds a stray, or what she believes to be. When the owner asks her to babysit, and she accepts without a second thought to it, she finds herself head over heels with the owners brother. Problem? She ha...
