Reversed -Septiplier-

~Chapter Two~

~Jack's POV~

I let a little sigh out, from relieve. I looked at Mark, and smiled a little. He did the same. We looked at our teacher and she said we could start. I looked at the script. I had to walk closer to him, and that's what I did. I walked over to him and was about to start talking, when someone called; "Mad!"

I started yelling at Mark. "Why did you do this to me?! I thought you loved me!" At first, he looked at me with wide eyes. He had never seen me acting mad before and I almost laughed at his facial expression. But when I stopped talking he realized it was his turn and he looked at his script. "This is all a misunderstanding! I love you with all my heart and I never want to lose you!" He yelled back. Someone suddenly yelled "scared!" and I tried not to laugh at how this emotion was not connected, in any way, to our scripts.

"But who was that woman this morning?" I said in a quiet voice. I started to shiver a little bit. Mark noticed and came closer. I don't know if it was him or his script who was pushing him towards me, though. I looked at my script, but there was nothing that said 'Move closer' or something like that. He started to speak in shaking voice. "She had nowhere to go, nowhere to sleep. This morning she got a call and she said it was safe for her to go back. But it wasn't safe for her yesterday. Please, I was trying to protect her from whatever made it unsafe. And nothing happened between us, I swear. I love you, not a random woman on the street who has nowhere to go, and you know that!" He looked like he was about to cry because he was so scared. He's a great actor.

"But.." I said, when we had to turn the page. Mark cut me off, but when he was about to speak, someone yelled "In love!" I looked a little awkward at Mark. He wanted to do the same, but he realized he was in the middle of a play. Mark started talking in a deeper, sexier voice. I looked him straight in the eyes, because that was what my script told me to do. But when I did, I heard no words, only his deep voice. But I couldn't lose my mind in the middle of a play. I quickly scanned the new page when I saw Mark had a lot of text. There it was. 'Kiss.' 'God dammit' I thought.

I actually didn't know why I was making such a big deal out of this, I've kissed many girls on stage. But I've never kissed a boy before, maybe that's the problem. But I wasn't the only one. At least Mark hasn't either. Someone asked him once in class, that's why I know. He must be as nervous as I am, at least I hoped so.

Mark stopped talking for a moment, took my hand and pulled me a little closer. I should pay more attention to the script, because he scared me a little. I looked at the paper, but it said I didn't had to do anything. I just had to stare at him, with love and trust in my eyes. Waiting for him to be done talking, about how much he loves me. After a few sentences he started to slow down. I saw he was nervous as well, but I smiled at him. He smiled back, and he gained courage. He said his last sentence. "I love you." "I know." I said. "And I will never doubt that again." Then we kissed.

I expected it to be awkward and short. But it was 15 seconds long and passionate. Like we had done this a million times before. Both our eyes were closed, we were in our own world. After we pulled back our class started clapping. We got of stage, both blushing like freaks. 'It was just acting.'

~Time skip to the end of the class~

The bell rang and I walked out the door to my locker. I had no more classes and I was going home. When I was about to put my jacket on, I heard someone running towards me. "Jack!" "Oh, Hey Mark! Why did you run?" "I wanted to walk home with you, but you're always gone so fast." "Am I? Well, maybe a little." "Anyway, I thought we could talk a little, about stuff." "Sure. I'll put my jacket on and then we're ready to go."

We walked out the school together after a few minutes.