A Curly Mess Of Emotions✓

7

"You can't let her know about this,"

"She has to know!"

"No she doesn't! It'll be devastating!"

"But-"

"No if's or but's. Please,"

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Please don't be him, I thought.

But there he was, clad in a white chinese collared shirt and denim jeans, waving at me. You guessed it. Mark.

He started laughing.

Typical Deja Vu.

I stood frozen in my position. Mark came up to me and started the conversation.

"How the hell are you everywhere?!"

"I could say the same about you,"

I huffed.

"Okay then. Wanna get in, shortcake?" He smirked, with emphasis on the nick name he created.

"Shortcake?! As in, strawberry shortcake?"

"Yeah," he smirked.

"Why?!"

"Aw, don't you like it?"

"She's just a semi misogynistic character who only supports the ideologies of females being cute and pretty," I practically threw the words out.

"What no,"

"What yes," I sassed.

I know. I can be a real drama queen if I want to be one.

I sighed and started walking. He's not going to leave me alone so fast, is he?

Surprisingly enough, he did not follow me in. He kept his distance like any other person, as if he didn't know me. Well, all for the better....right?

All through the orientation, Mark didn't talk to me or taunt me, like he usually does. Who am I kidding, he didn't even sit next to me.

I closely observed his actions after the orientation. He was the only friend I had and I am so not losing him. When did I get so possessive about humans who weren't my brother anyway? I recalled all the times we met, and how he always made me feel better through his antics. Should I apologise for being rude?

I decided to speak to him once we were all outside.

Little did I know, that Mark only wanted to make me apologise through the distance he created. He realised that it was essential for a mutual friendship to be created. He also knew that jealousy and insecurity will help.
And that's how I found Mark in a very 'enlightening' conversation with a girl, who I assumed was Carolyn, the girl who was sitting next to me throughout the course. And then? Then they hugged. I felt a sense of dread come over me. Of course. Mark Cooper has a girlfriend.

"Excuse me, I need to go. Do you mind moving?"

"Oh sorry I-"
No way.

This is not possible. Please tell me I'm dreaming.
This day should officially go down as the Deja Vu day.

"Aren't you even going to say hello?" said Andrew.

"Uh, yeah. Hi," I said, nervously.
"So, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to study, duh. Now, you definitely don't have any excuse in us becoming friends again, right?"

"Of course I don't. My bad," I felt slack jawed. How is this possible?