The Fab Five- Pentagonix

Chapter 8- Rebecca

REBECCA’S POV

It was first period. I hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before because I stayed up until 4 in the freaking morning on Tumblr. Also, I had literally fallen up the stairs this morning in front of everyone. Plus, we are getting new seats that day.

“Rebecca you are going to sit next to Mark,” Mrs. What’s-her-face said. Is that the same Mark from detention?

 “Since, when were you in my class?”

“Uh, since always? You look really tired. How much sleep did you get last night?” Mark said it a cute little smirk.

“I stayed up until four on Tumblr... Okay so at, like, two, I saw this post, and it had this like to this video. It was of the guy doing the cover to the Universal theme song and I literally laughed for 20 minutes.”

“Omg, Rebecca. You’re so… Wow. So do you think that after school you could meet me on the side of the school with all the plants?” He began to blush. Whoa, I could have sworn this kid was gay! Anyway, this kid. Wow, gotta give him props; that was hella smooth. The best part is that he shares my love for Tumblr. He is such a dreamboat! Wow, I’m turning into Vivian.

“Sure, BB.” Since when did I start calling everyone that?

“Text me,” he whispered in my ear.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” I giggled out. What the hell is wrong with me?

“Oh yeah, I never told you my whole name! It’s Mark Howell,” he said with a wink. You. Fine. Fucker.

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It was lunch and we had all sat down at our table. It’s a good thing that all five of us have lunch together.

“Oh Em Gee. So, Yesterday this kid helped me pick up my books. His name is Travis! He had this really cool penny board ad I think I’m in love.” Claire began rambling about her dreamboat.

“I think I’m in love too.” Haily said as she began to swoon. She was talking about Scott for the 50 millionth time today.

“Shut up Haily!” We all shouted at her.

“I’ve got my eye on a particular boy at the moment.” I said hinting about Mark.

“Y’all would be #perf together.” Alyssa said shoving a spoonful of corn in her mouth. She obviously knew I was talking about Mark.

“Ayyyyeeee,” I said trying to be cool, “how come you are talking, Vivian? Vivian. VIVIAN!”

“Oh, huh, sorry I was a little distracted.” We all looked where she had been staring. Of course. There was “Sex-god Ryan” sitting at a table across the lunch room.

“Oh Vivian! So what did you guys do at the rehearsal thingy with Mrs. Flore?” Alyssa said shoving another spoonful of corn in her mouth. She was really loving that corn.

“She mostly helped us with our breathing. We’re supposed to meet again tomorrow. Why did you leave yesterday?” Claire said staring into Alyssa’s soul.

“I was just not feeling good, Jeez.” Alyssa said nervously shoveling more corn into her mouth. Gosh Alyssa, you and that corn.

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The last bell just rung. I grabbed my books and headed to my locker. I pulled out my phone to text Mark. We had been texting a lot even since we exchanged numbers in detention.

*Hey*

I grabbed my books and slammed my locker. I quickly whipped around without looking and- BAM. I slammed into Haily. As her books slid across the hallway, we busted out laughing.