The Long Journey Of Being Unwanted {Editing}

03

Bree

School wasn't bad but I was so happy when the bell rang at the end of the day. 

"So how was it?" Mark asks while we walk out the doors of the school. 

"Ehhh.. The amount of homework is insane though." I say laughing. 

"Can I come over... You know to help with homework?" He asks. 

"Don't know.. When we get home I'll ask Mrs. Miller." I say. 

"Aight." He says. On the way home Mark slowly intertwines our fingers. I don't resist instead I grab his. He looks at me and smiles. I smile back. It took us 5 minutes to get home. 

"Mrs. Miller can I have a friend over today?" I ask. 

"Of course." She says back with a smile. "Okay, we are going to ask his parents to see if he can come over." 

"Alright." She says. I run back to Mark and nod my head. He grabs my hand again and we walk to his house. 

"Mom can I please go to my friends house?" He asks. 

"Sure." She says. He comes back to me and grabs my hand again. Each time my heart melts. We walk in my house and to my room. 

"Nice!!" He says, walking into my room. I laugh. He joins in on the laughter. 

"So should we get started?" I ask. 

"Ughh.. Fun-ruiner..you want to do homework first?? Where did your brain go?" He says jokingly.

"Can't say I was born with one." I say laughing. We do our homework in like 3 hours. 

"UGHHH!! I HATE SCHOOL!!" I yell. 

"UGHHH SAME!!" He yells. I laugh and then just look at him. He looks at me. Before I knew it our lips were centimeters apart. 

"Bree. Here is your lunch." Brooklyn says breaking up the moment. Mark and I pull away right when she starts talking. 

"Thanks." I say. 

"EWW!! WHY IS MARK HERE??" She yells. 

"Brooklynn!! Give me a hug!!" He says, running after her. She ends up getting away. He comes back and I give him a confused look. 

"Stuff happened between us." He says. 

"Like??" I ask. 

"We used to be close." He says 

"Oh." I say back.

It is currently 9:00 and Mark is just now leaving. As he walks out I walk into the dance room. I put on a song, Spirits by The Strumbellas.

 "I got guns in my head and they won't go" Sang the song. My mind went from thoughts of Mark to gun sign, gun sign, turn head to side with hands, spin. After I finish the dance routine I hear clapping. WHAT WAS MARK STILL DOING HERE?? AND WHY DID HE HAVE TO SEE ME IN A SPORTS BRA?? 

"That was amazing!!" He says clapping. 

"Oh um. Thanks." I said.

"I thought you didn't have any talents." He says. 

"Yeah.. well I have talents. I guess." 

"Are you a dancer?" He asks. 

"Yeah.. I actually am going to the finals next month. That is one of the routines I'm doing." I say with a laugh. 

"How many are you doing?" He asks curiously. 

"4. 2 are solos, 2 duets with my best friend Jaxson." 

"Oh.. What songs?" He asks. It's funny how he is actually interested in my life. 

"Umm. The one you just saw, Blank Space by Taylor Swift, those are the solos and then the 2 duets are Treat You Better by Shawn Mendes and Dancing on my Own by Calum Scott." I say. 

"Oh cool. Can I see them?" He asks. 

"Sure..." I say.

I showed him all the dance routines. He clapped at the end of them all.

Mark

Man she is perfect!! 

"What other talents do you have? And don't say none because you said that last time and you lied." 

"Well there is this one talent I have.." She says. Then she grabs my hand and pulls me into another room. This one was filled with equipment. She lets go of my hand and runs to a bowl. 

"What are you doing??" I ask with a laugh. 

"Getting chalk. I wanna show you something!" She says. Then she grabs glove looking things and puts them on. 

"What are those?" I ask clearly confused.

 "Their called grips." She says. Then she runs to a bar. She jumps on it and like does a flip thing. Then she stands on top of the bar and jumps to a taller one. At the end of it she does a triple front flip, landing on her feet. I run over to her. 

"OH MY GOD!!" I say. 

"You like?" She asks. 

"Yeah.. That was amazing." I say wrapping my arm around her waist. 

"I really should get going... See you tomorrow to walk to school?" I ask. 

"Sure." She says with a smile. 

"You want me to walk you out?" I ask. 

"Sure." I say laughing. She walks me to my house. We get to my door and say bye. I pull her into a hug. I could see her cheeks turn bright red. 

"I'll see you tomorrow," I say with a laugh.