On the plane I was glad I was alone. I had ran into them as I was rushing off to the airport, and I said a quick goodbye, but luckily I had the excuse "oh I can't miss my flight, sorry, talk later!" to get out of any awkward questions.
Huhhh... I sighed and turned my music up louder to block out the chatter of the old lady sitting beside me, who seemed to think I was interested in the soccer equipment her grandson had.
🎶Nants ingonyama bagithi baba Sithi uhhmm ingonyama🎶
Why was I obsessed with lion king music? Who knows. Maybe that's just one of the weird traits that turned Mark away.
Don't blame yourself said the voice in my head it's not that you're weird. They're all weird. It's because you're a GUY. Blame your parents for that if you want to place blame.
Shut up I told myself. You've just got to think about things other than Mark, and soon you'll get over him. What do most relationship websites say? Go and hang out with friends and go find someone else who will like you for you. So that's what I'll do. There has to be someone out there for me.
So I turned around to the lady next to me, who was still chattering away as if I was listening, and I nodded and smiled and said I had to go to the bathroom, and by the time I got back she was asleep.
I spent the rest of the plane flight dozing on and off, trying and failing not to think of Mark.
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After Mark
FanficThis is my first fan fiction and it's about what happened in Jack's life after SEPTIPLIER died, and how it wasn't his choice. This is written from Jack's point of view.
