Mark whimpered and struggled to get up, but failed miserably as something extremely heavy, that bumped into him and fell atop of him, stopped him from moving altogether.
Jake hearing the whimper, got up on all fours as he looked down to see what exactly made him fall..
And promptly froze up.
Damn was this blonde was cute. Red cheeks, blue eyes filled with confusion and fear, pink lips, shiny blonde hair that looked so damn silky.. Wait.. Fear?
Ah.. He was scaring him. Well duh. He just beat him up the pervious day, threatened to do the same or worse this afternoon and now he was not only squishing him with his weight but also being creepily gay. Worse thing to do.
Jake shook his head to clear his mind of all the unorganized, perverted and confusing thoughts, as he said, ".. Sorry", in a soft voice and got up off of the cute blonde.. He should really stop calling him cute, its getting too gay for him. He scrunched up him face as he thought this.
Mark was too busy cursing himself to notice that Jake had gotten off of him. He messed up his chance on ever getting on his good side, dammit!
Jake, again, shook his head to stop his thoughts from getting more outta hand. Weird things were happening to him, he was never like this, but he pushed it all aside for now, as he looked down at the blonde that still lay on the floor and decided that its best for him to just get over his conflicting emotions regarding this kid. What's the best way to do so, other than try and be friendly, right? So that's what he did.
He raised a brow and extended his hand as he said, "planning to get up or not?", and waited for him to take his hand.
Mark was startled to hear this but beyond astonished to see the jock giving him a hand. He blushed for unknown reasons that he'd rather not ever know. But took the hand anyway.
Jake smiled just a bit as he pulled him up to his feet. "I didn't catch your name..?", he asked, sheepishly with an awkward air to it.
Mark's eyes widened as he almost cheered. Jake wanted to know his name! Wait why was he so damn excited? On second thought, he'd rather not know. But more importantly, why was Jake trying to be nice to him..? Not that he minded ofcourse.
" cause I didn't throw it your way?", he joked lamely, as he tilted his head to the side with the sweetest smile he could muster.
Jake blinked. Blushed. Then full on bursted out laughing his ass off. This kid was freaking cute AND funny. Adorable.. Ok he should seriously stop now. Too gay.
Mark grinned, happy to see his lame joke actually made him laugh - and kinda relieved that it didn't get him beat up instead.
Jake stopped laughing and grinned back, "I like you", he said but realized it sounded freakishly gay -the fuck was with him today!- and quickly added, "in a totally non-gay way!"
It was Mark's turn to blink now. Then burst out laughing but not without blushing as he said, "of course", while he grinned and added, "I'm Mark. And I like you too, in a totally non-gay way!", he ended it and as soon as he did they both bursted out laughing.
Ron, who stood on the sidelines and watched the whole exchange, smirked knowingly and walked away to tell their other two friends about this juicy new intake.

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Bully x Bullied
Teen FictionWarning: This is a boyxboy story, if you don't like it, please don't read it. Mark Sanchez is a quiet 16 year old who loves to read and listen to music, rather than to socialize with his peers or his family for that matter. Jake Delhomme is a loud...