The Love In Between (Slow Updates)

Not A Secret

It's lunch time.

"Are you ok?" someone asked. It sounded like Mark. I have my head down so I couldn't see.

"Yeah I'm fine, Mark." I say groggily. Is it him? Who cares, he should just let me be.

"Ouch!" a groan comes out of me. He pinched my cheek! "Why did you do that, Mark?" I say again, what does he think he's doing.

"I am not Mark!" the guy says in a deep voice-wait then who is he? I lift my head and see him.

"Ugh. What do you want?" It was Jake. Why is he bothering me?

"Nothing just wanted to see if you're still grieving?" he says cooly. There's one single thought in my head, are both of my parents ok? I haven't seen them yet. But I don't want to stay here with Jake.

"I need to see Mark." I make up an excuse.

"Yeah," he says as I leave. "great." his voice was low this time. What's the relationship between them? I open the door-

"There you are! I was searching for you!" it was Mark. He runs his hands through his hair then grabs me. "Are you ok? Are you sure?" he pulls me close to his face.

"Space, Mark, space," I said. He looked confused for a moment then mouthed oh and let go of my arms."I'm great thanks for asking." I smile waiting to see what he says.

"Pfft." I turn around and see Jake making circles on his desk, listening to us.

"Can we go somewhere else?" I ask. I definitely want to leave this room.

"With my pleasure." he smiles offering me his arm and I gladly take it. Me an this guy are going to be great friends.

I look back at Jake and he looks back. I turn away first and look at Mark.

"I want chicken with lettuce." I say, what an odd mix but I'm hungry.

"We're going." Mark looks at wall while he walks. But then he pulls me closer to him. My cheeks get warm again and I'm blushing. I'm way too close. My heart beats....

I don't pull away because he feels nice and cozy. I feel safe with him. Probably because we're starting to be friends.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" he asks. I nod, of course he can, I'm not mysterious or anything. "Did you ever have a first love or crush?" he asked.

Yes, I have but now I hate him.

"Yes." I don't look at him in the eyes and stare at a poster.

"Really! Who?!" he jumps up on me.

"You're to curious," I say pushing him away. I'll tell him a hint. "You know the guy, you do and I don't like him anymore." I say, I don't he'll figure it out.

"Jake?" he looks at me like I'm crazy.