You're Mine.

Chapter 1

"So Marcus, what did you want from the store? No, we don't need cereal we have enough. yea yea, okay. be back in a few."

I hung up my phone and slid it into my back pocket. I cashed out of the super market with all of my grocery bags in my hand and began walking out of the store. When my phone began to ring again. "Ugh" i grunted. It had to be marcus or my mom asking when I'll be home for break again. Trying to get out of the store, balance 10 grocery bags in my hand and get my phone on time was not a easy task, I must say. 'hello... helllooo' I said quite aggravated, the line was quiet on the other line, so I tried to hang up. And bang, I hit something or hit someone.

"what the fuck, you got to be fucking serious right now." I picked up my bag and phone that I dropped on the floor before looking at the guy; who I bumped into.

"Hey, you were the one that wasn't looking where u were going, so watch it slut " The tanned, brown haired guy spat.

"Hey you know what fuck you too u stupid prick, pull that dick out of ass" I spat back and walked right past him and got into my car. the guy was still standing at the front of the grocery store staring at me, so before driving out of the parking lot, I drove past him and flipped him the bird. Fuck him, then.

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"Marcus I'm home, come help me. Get the fuck off the couch and stop playing video games." I yelled through our apartment.Marcus came as I was putting all the bags on our counter.

" You know what we are going to do tonight, that does not includes eating kraft dinner and watching netflix" He said before putting all the groceries away and coming to hug me behind me.

" Marcus-"  " I am going to drag you out to a party, that's right you are going to pretend that you are sociable and friendly tonight, Talia" He said sarcastically dragging out my name.

" no please, come on" I said while pouting and getting out of his tight grasp of a hug.

"I will drag you, you have two hours to get ready, and be nice" He yelled while I walked away from him towards my bedroom. And I know what you are thinking, no Marcus and I are not dating, sure we had our fling in high school but realized we are too good of friends to be anything more. We have known eachother since pre-school. Don't get me wrong marcus is very attractive, he's probably a guy who any girl would kill to date. Smart, a football player, speaks different languages and skateboards, he looks like a he came out of a Abercombie Ad. I walked to the bathroom and got in the shower, I guess I'll just have to go tonight and pretend to like everyone.