(ANDREA'S POV)
"You two are totally going to get married!" Madison squeals, making several heads turn.
I was standing at my locker, and I just told Madison about last night.
"Girl, you need to chill!" I said, tying my hair back into a bun. I re-applied lip gloss, and checked my outfit. I was wearing skinny jeans, a denim vest, and my galaxy converse.
"Chill?! You just told me the cutest non-fiction story ever, and you're telling me to chill?"
"I'm only sixteen, and he's almost seventeen. I think you're overreacting. How are things with you and Ben?" I asked, closing my locker.
"They're great!
"Well that's good!" I tell her, and she grins.
"Yup." Popping the 'p'
I reached my math class and sat down; this was one of the classes that I shared with Mark. As Mrs. Ghallabi went on about polynomials, I found myself getting drowsy.
"Miss Clark!" A sharp voice yelled from the front of my desk, followed by the crack of something being smacked against my desk.
Uh oh... Wrong class to fall asleep in...
"Have a nice nap?" She asked, scolding me with her eyes.
"Uh..."
"Well, you'll get to finish it in detention." She snapped, and I rolled my eyes once she turned back around.
I looked at Mark, and he frowned.
The rest of the school day dragged on, slowly making it's way to the highlight of my day... Detention.
As I walked into the detention room, I saw a couple normal looking kids, a guy who looked like he could beat the crap out of anybody who even said 'hi' to him, and a nerd who was probably just here because he likes classrooms.
I sat at the back of the classroom, and got a text from Mark.
MARK- "Don't let them see you on your phone..."
ME- "Is that all, Captain Obvious?"
MARK- "No, Sergeant Sarcasm, it isn't. ;)"
What a dork.
MARK- "Love you!"
Just seeing that text made a shiver creep up my back, it was strange how just two words could do that to me.
Me- "I love you too, Mark. See you tomorrow!"
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It was now Wednesday, and my parents are leaving. I said bye to them, and they walked out the door. I went upstairs, and put my phone down next to me. I got out of my pajamas, and into some jean shorts and a white tank top, pulling a light green cardigan around my back.
I walked back to my vanity, where my phone was, grabbing my hairbrush. I drug it through my hair, and was about to put make-up on, when I heard someone beside me.
"Don't do that, I like you the way you are!"
I jumped, and my mascara brush fell out of my hand, getting my white tank top smeared with it.
"Mark!" I whined, and he had a guilty look on his face, sitting in my bean bag.
How did I not notice him there before?
"Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you, I thought you knew I was here...?" He said, and it sounded more like a question.
"Uh, no. I didn't. Ugh!" I walked over to my closet, pulling off me now smeared tank top, not even caring that Mark was right there.
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Nashville(Completed)
FanfictionAndrea Clark was an aspiring 15 year old with a passion for music and guitar. Her passion led her to Nashville, where she hoped to be discovered. Along the way, she falls in love with her best friend, meets O2L, and so much more.