¡Help Me!

Help?!?

Mark's POV

Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm an asshole. I'm a fucking wimp for running out of the building avoiding getting in trouble.  I'm not going to lie, but a feel a little bad for Jack.  Hey! I said a little, not a lot, a little. Running down the sidewalk, I run into somebody, "Hey, watch where you're going, dillweed." I back up a little so I can give the kid a glare. Realizing that the kid was Ethan, instead of giving him a deadly glare, I give him a Oh-shit-I'm-totally-screwed face.

Ethan scoffs and rolls his eyes then shoves me out of the way and sprints towards Jack.  I sigh then run after Ethan, not to harm him, but to help him.  Wow. Even thinking about the word 'help' leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. I push that thought aside and focus on getting Jack to the nurses office.  

"Ethan," I call, "wait!"  He stops in his tracks and spins around to face me. Stopping a few feet in front of him, he responds with a glare that can burn through anyone's skin. "What do you want," he snaps.  I sigh and stare into his eyes, "I want to help." He attempts to hold in his laughter, but fails trying. I stand there glaring at him while he laughs his ass off.  

Ethan finally calms down from laughing, wiping his eyes from the tears he shed laughing. I notices that I'm being utterly serious and stops laughing.  His smile fades into a frown, "Oh," he says suddenly serious, "you're serious." I face palm myself and sigh again pinching the bridge of my nose, "Yes, I'm being serious."

He once again rolls his eyes, "fine."  He pivots around again, but before sprinting off again, he adds a side note, "Don't do anything stupid or I WILL make sure you get suspended for a month or two." I nod, even though he can't see me, and make a personally note not to do anything idiotic 

Sprinting towards the Cafe to help Jack. Opening the door and dashing through it, I immediately make my way towards Jack.  Since Ethan is scrawny and can't pick Jack up, I volunteered to carry him.  I pick him up and my first impression was, Jesus fucking Christ, his light. (Me: Say 'Jesus fucking Christ' really slowly then think about it......You're never going to see it the same again, now are you?) 

I rush Jack out of the Cafe and rush him to the nurses "ER". The school wasn't very far, for me at least, so I ran as fast as my legs could. I feel Jack shift in my arms and I flinch. Shit, I thought, he's waking up! I picked up my pace, running faster than I ever thought I could a make it to the school.

 Dashing through the school doors, I almost run into some high school students.  Fortunately, I was able to dodge them and make it to the nurses office.  I burst through the nurses door and she gives me a startled look.  She quickly notices Jack in my hands and points to her "hospital bed". I study the "bed" and I cringe with disgust at the shade of red it is. The bed is a old blood color shade and is made out of wood with foam "cushioning" it. 

Rolling my eyes, I genitally lay Jack on the bed then leave the room, leaving no evidence behind. I find Ethan in the sea of crowds and drift through the crowd. "Don't tell Jack that I helped him," I say grabbing him by his collar, "Ever." He nods nervelessly and I let go of his collar saying, "Good, act like this never happened." He cocked his head to the side innocently, "Like what happened?" I sarcastically smirk, "Very funny."

Walking away from Ethan, he grabs my shoulder. I turn around and face him again. Seeing his stupid smile, I look down at his hand noticing he was giving me $20. I brush his hand of my should and help my hand up, denying his offer. "Your lost," he said shrugging. I laugh and lightly punch his shoulder, "Shut the fuck up!"He laughed and delicately punches my shoulder back. I laugh even more, "We should hang out more often." He sneers, "I doubt it, knowing you." I snicker, "Oh, come on! I'm not that bad." He smirks again, "Notice how you're emphasizing the word 'that'." 

I roll my eyes and that's when the bell rings. "Wait here for a few seconds," I tell him. He slightly nod. I grab a pen from my pocket, that I always keep in my pocket, and write my number on his hand. "Contact when you're open. We really need to hang out sometime." He playfully rolls his eyes and we laugh. "I should probably go to class now," He says after we  calmed down from laughing. We exchange goodbye's and head to class. 

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Hey! I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY for not updating in like, 4 days??? My lazy ass started to get even more lazier (If that's even possibly, cause I'm lazy af)

Anyway, again IM SORRY, as always, I WILL SEE ALL YOU DUDES, in the next chapter,

BUH-BYE!!!!