Nerd boy ruins everything

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Jack was playing a cute little game on one of the computers in the library. At some point someone sat next to him, logging into the computer next to his. Jack barely noticed this and decided to ignored them like he did with everyone. He continued to play his game, enjoying the simplistic graphics. He was stuck at this one level and was starting to get a bit frustrated.

"But I'm not gay?" The guy next to him said. Jack froze. He felt a strange surge of emotions. He felt excited and happy and fuzzy. Jack turned toward him. He remebered rolling up his sleeve which he sometimes does to help him focus. He yanked his sleeve down quickly to hide the words on his arm. Fear rose up and choked him. It almost hurt him to be angry at the kid. He didn't know why, but this guy saying those words was very different then when others had said them. The way he said them was more curious then anything else.

"Why would you write that on yourself?" The boy asked. That caught Jack a little off guard. Was this guy joking? He had to be. Or was he one of those people who didn't have a soulmate? Those were rare. But he should still know about the whole soulmate system.. right?
Jack frowned, giving the boy a hard stare. The boy seemed to be confused by Jack's sudden cold demeanor, but then the realization of what happened hit him.

"Oh god! I'm sorry! That's your soulmate writing isn't it. Oh man I'm such a jerk! I'm sorry!" The boy rambled on quickly. Jack was surprised again. This guy was genuinely sorry for upsetting him. That was new for Jack. He was so used to the teasing, someone being nice to him was a foreign concept. Jack felt another surge of emotions. He didn't know how to feel. He didn't know what he was feeling or what he wanted to do. He wanted to be angry at this guy, but he couldn't, not really. He tried to convince himself it was because he was the first person to treat him decently since he got here. And also because he was Attractive Which, in all fairness, he was. He had nice muscles. His tan skin complement his fluffy black hair, which made him look adorable. His soft brown eyes almost hypnotized Jack. He couldn't explain why this boy intrigued him so much. Jack had never felt like this before. He must be getting sick or something.

"I'm Mark by the way!" The boy smiled. Jack frowned back. He turned away from Mark, turning back to his computer. He hoped the boy would disappear and take the weird feelings Jack was having with him. But Mark didn't leave. He stayed in his seat, though he kept trying to talk to Jack and suddenly he stopped. Jack figured he must have gone back to whatever he had been working on before.

There was about ten minutes of peace. Then Mark slide a piece of paper over to Jack. Jack frowned again. Why this, Jack didn't need someone else getting his hopes up. He hesitated to see what the guy could have written on the paper. He grabbed the paper, and unfolded it. He prepared himself for the worst.

'Hey I really am sorry for being such a jerk. Im not the smartest dude on the block but im usually not this stupid :p. Anyway can I make it up to you? Or maybe can I at least get your name?'

Jack was sent reeling again. Why was this kid so nice to him? Jack frowned. He tried to hold on to his anger, but he couldn't help but feel slightly happy. It was nice. No one had ever tried to apologize or make up anything to him before. For anything. Jack didn't have any friends. Maybe he could change that. Maybe him and Mark could.... No. Jack took out a black sharpie from his bag. There was no way he was going to start this again. Stupid Mark had to ruin his peace. Jack was going to be alone his whole life, and he liked it that way. That's what he tried to convince himself. He wrote in big letters two words. He folded the paper back up and stood up. The bell rang and Jack rushed out. When he walked past Mark, he dropped the note on Mark's lap. Then he hurried to his next class.
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I want Jack to call Mark nerd boy.

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