Marks POV
I woke up from a dreamless sleep, like usual. I laid in bed for another 10 minutes, contemplating whether or not I should get up, before my mom began to beat on my door, yelling at me to get up. I sat up with a sigh, knowing today held nothing new. Let's just hope everything goes okay. As I was getting dressed, my phone vibrated, signifying I had a message. Who would be up this early? I looked at my phone and saw that it was this mystery boy, and before I knew it, I was smiling. How could someone I know so little about have so much impact on my life? There's one person I was hoping it was, but there was no way it was him. I slung my bookbag over my shoulder and shoved my headphones in, pressing shuffle and braving the hell hole I call school.
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FanfictionJack hates Mark. Mark hates Jack. Or, at least that's what everyone thought. Jack secretly loves Mark. Mark secretly loves Jack. But, no one can know this, because it'll ruin their reputations. Is it worth it?
