Imperfect: Crankgameplays/ Ethan Nestor (Completed)

Part Nine: The Gang

  "Well, period one won't wait for us. Let's go, songbird!" He slung his arm around my neck, and started to drag me down the sidewalk. With my index finger and thumb, I plucked his arm off my neck and giggled.
  "Don't choke me!" He rolled his eyes at my remark.
  "Got enough candy last night?" Bluebird shoved his hands in him pockets and raised his eyebrow. I looked towards the sky and thought for a second.
  "Is two pillow cases enough?" I giggled, starring back into his eyes, "I mean can you really have enough?" Pausing for a second, only soon to continue, "What about you, have enough Candy to last a year?"
  He ran hand through his hair, stopped at the back of his neck and rubbed his neck. At the same time he looked forward, and smiled wide mouth, with teeth showing, "Well," he started, removing his hand from his neck,"I got a bag-"
  "Not bad!" I cut it, before he could put himself down about not getting as much as me. He looked at me and giggled.
  "But," he emphasized it, showing me he wasn't done,"I had to throw out half or so." He watched a white car roll by.
  "Was it drugs?" My eyes widened. He snapped his head towards me with a surprised laugh. Under his shimmering eyes, were big bags. How late was he out till?
  "No, silly!" He poked the tip of my nose before continuing, "I have a major peanut allergy, anything with nut traces I can't have. Just to be safe," he looks back down to the ground watching his feet move.
  I grin at him, as he watches intently to the sidewalk. Suddenly Bluebird looks back at me, and notices I've been starring at him. Quickly turning red, I grabbed a earbud and pushed it into my head.
  He pushes  up against me nudging me with his elbow, "what are we singing today?" He flattened out his hand, and I placed a earbud in his palm.
  "What do you want to listen to?" I ask, knowing I'm not capable of making a decision. Even if I did, I don't know if he'd like my choice, it's easier asking I guess.
  "Let me see," he put the earbud in, and held his out hand again. I shot him a concerned fused with a confused look, but suddenly I gave in and rolled my eyes. He grips the phone and scrolls through the music. In the corner of my eye, I see him make a new playlist called "Your favourite Bluebirds favourite tunes," I exhaled a little laugh. And he played the first song, "Can't Help Falling In Love With You," I blushed a bit and hummed along with him the rest of the way.
  When we got closer to the High School, Bluebirds Gang were all waving, and yelling at him. Of course he raised his right hand pulled out the earbud, then waved back laughing. I looked back at my phone and stopped the music, before I could turn to find my friends, a hand wrapped around my forearm. I looked up and Bluebird was taking me to his friends.
  "Come on, don't be shy," he whispered towards me as we stepped right in front of the group. They all started high-fiving and they all greeted each other. Bluebird stepped back, and gestured towards me, "for those of you who don't know, this is Lily!" I gave a pity smile and waved awkwardly.
  The football player-looking one steps up first, and gives me a kind, gentle smile, "I'm Steve, but really you can call me anything, as long as it starts with stev I will respond." He giggles sticking out his hand, I smoothly grab it and shake. 
  The small blonde guy pushed his way through, "my name is Jake, you look pretty cool," he grips my hand and shakes it.
  "Thanks!" I smile at him.
  "I'm Ava!" The other shorter one with brown hair waves from behind me. I wave back giving a slight laugh, "oh, and this is Jennifer." Jennifer, the blonde girl with bangs, just rolls her eyes in annoyance.
  "Nice to meet you too," I muttered back to her. The twins run up to me next.
  "I'm Brian-"
  "And I'm Ashley, all of us have met in drama," she gestured to the three of us, "but never formally!" The both smile and Brian nods in agreement. From behind them I can see Mark, trying to get my attention, flailing his arms in the arm.
  "Oh, it was nice to meet all of you." I state still focusing on Mark, "Catch y'all later!" I push through the group as they have all formed confused looks on their faces. I turn around for a second and shoot finger guns towards them, then race back to Mark.
  He grabs both of my shoulders and grips them tightly, "Why are you talking to him?"
  "What do you mean," I question with concern riddled in my voice.
  "I told you what he did to me!" His eyes started to have tears waiting to spill out, "you're gonna get hurt!" His grip tightened around me and then his arms flopped to his side.
  "You don't have to be involved with him!" I started to get agitated, "if I get hurt, I get hurt and that's my fault!" He looks down to the ground, and used his hoody sleeve to wipe his soon-to-be tears, "people change, you know? He seems perfectly nice to me! He could have changed! He could be different! So what if he hurts me?"
  I'm struck with shock as he looks up at me, tears have called down his face, Marks face was blotched red.
  Mark swallowed, "you know how hard it is to change? You don't just change in a instance, what if he starts to bully again? What if he punched you? What if he leaves you in tears? You're my friend, I can't have that happen," his voice was quiet. I quickly take him into a close hug, then push away as the bell rings.
  "I can get hurt every now and then, it's ok." And I rush inside.

(A/N I realized that Mark may sound like markiplier, like it's not meant to be markiplier, but I mean if you want it could be. Let your imagination loose. Also I decided Ima add random picks of blue boi to each chapter just because. Thanks for reading!! Stay cranky, bye!)