EMMAS POV
I spent about another 45 minutes with Mark until it was 4:30pm. "Mark. I've gotta go!" I whined. "Nooo! Don't leave me..." Mark cried, hugging me as tight as he could. "I have to! I can't do it tomorrow, and that's the only other time they can fit me in." I explained, clearly to Mark. He sighed and sulked...but his sulk soon turned into the smile Mark was known for. "Okay...don't forget to call me afterwards though. I wanna see what you look like. You'll walk out of there like a whole new woman!" Mark laughed. "Woman? More like a girl." I giggled. "Oh well. You're 14...old enough." Mark laughed and opened his bedroom door to let me out. "Come on then. I'll see you out." Mark said to me. I walked out of his bedroom with him following on behind me. "Wait, how are you getting there? Are you walking?" Mark asked, confused. "No, no!" I giggled. "My mom is coming to pick me up from yours...any second now." I told him. "Oh! I see now. Well, I think she's here." Mark told me, looking out through the window. We heard my mom knock on the door. I rushed over to Mark, gave him a quick kiss...but he held onto me so I couldn't get out of his grasp. I quickly tapped him on the back with my palm to let him know I NEED to go and he let me go. "See you later, babe." I said to him, opening the door to see my mom standing there. "Have fun! See you, baby girl." Mark whispered, so my mom couldn't hear. I giggled at the fact he didn't want my mom to hear him, and walked out the door. Me and my mom got in the car and we headed to the hairdressers. I couldn't wait.
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