[Jack's POV]
I was listening to Seether's 'Gasoline', when my mother opened my door, and told me that it was time to go. I grabbed my bag, and Asher, and walked out the front door. Asher may only be thirteen, but he's in my sophomore class in highschool. He's not one of those "annoying" little brothers that everyone is always complaining about, no he's actually nice to be around. Anyway, while we were walking, someone bumped into me, and fell down. I got a good look at him while he was on the ground. 'Damn he's hot', I thought to myself. His skin, tanned to perfection, his almond shaped eyes were the most beautiful brown I had EVER seen, I was getting lost the more I looked into them. His muscular build was mesmerizing, and the raven black hair atop his head was messy and all over the place. The longer I looked at him, the deeper my blush got.
"Sorry for that!", the boy said, snapping me out of my trance.
"No problem.", I replied, extending my had to him. He just looked up at me, blushing, before grabbing it and hoisting himself up.
"The name's Jack, and that's my little brother, Asher.", I explained, and Asher just shrugged, "And you are?"
"Oh, um, I'm Mark, Mark Fischbach.", Mark responded.
Asher leaned closer to me. Standing on his tippy toes to reach my ear. He whispered,"He's bisexual, and he likes you." I turned to him, a confused facial expression, as I just stood there. Suddenly Asher spoke again, breaking the silence.
"Mark, you're bisexual. Am I correct?", Mark just stood dumbfounded, "And your girlfriend, she's a big homophobe, a cheerleader, and, oh! A 'mega-bitch.' Correct?", Asher asked.
"How did you-", Mark started.
"I have the 'ability' to look at a person and know their life story. Like yours. Your father, he runs a small, but well paying, business. As for your mother, she works at a "top-of-the-line" gourmet kitchen. While your brother, he's older than you, not by much though, and he's doing well in school. And you, well, you're the youngest, who helps out his "perfect" family out, by just staying out of the way. Plus, you work at Starbucks. Right?", Asher explained. Mark silently nodded in astonishment. We finally started talking about my brother's "God given talent", while walking to school.When we reached the school, we all decided to meet up at lunch, and then we went our ways. Well, Asher and Mark went the same way because they had class together. Which meant, I had to walk to my Math class, alone.
I was kicked out of my Math class within a matter of minutes, mainly for being a "disturbance", or whatever. I ended up being put into Mr. Kahlihan's English class. The only open seat in the class was in front of Mark, and next to Asher. Asher knew this would end up happening, because it's been happening almost daily now. I walked to my seat, say down, put my earbuds in, and turned up my Seether music all the way so that it could be heard from outside of them. Today is going to be a good day.
[Mark's POV]
Mr. Kahlihan, the English teacher, was droning on about some stupid shit I wouldn't need to know in the next five years of my life. Which is why I wasn't paying attention per usual. All I knew, was that Asher was sitting in the row in front of me, with an empty seat next to him. He acted like he was saving that seat for someone, for every time someone tried to sit there, he'd glare at them, and they'd back away slowly. "That kid sure is intimidating for his age', I thought to myself.
Suddenly, the door opens, revealing a short, petite, pale, green haired student. He was wearing a cocky grin while he took the. Seat next to Asher. He looked back at me, winked, then put his earbuds in, droning out the teacher. His music was playing loud enough that I could hear it. The music was the heavy metal, screaming, kind of music that I don't exactly enjoy. Today is going to be a long day.
------~A/N------
Yup another pre-written chapter here. It's not AS short as the other one, but it's still kind of short for my liking. Anyways, see ya in the next pre-written chapter!
~<3CadeWord count: 750
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