Becoming a Somebody (ON HOLD)

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Mark's POV

It's only been a few days since Annabeth left and already my heart is breaking from loosing her. I miss her so much. The pain is like a fork scraping on a plate combined with the high pitched screeching of charcoal and thousands of tiny knives being stabbed into my heart all at once.

"Damn it!" I curse out loud. I sound like a whiny cling girl! After the first time I met I slowly fell for her. I never told her because I didn't want her to know, and I wasn't sure I wanted to admit it out loud just incase our whole friendship fell apart. Not to mentation she's ever like me like that- ever.

She was the only friend I had, she stuck with me even when she found out the secrets, my biggest, darkest, deepest black secrets. The ones that had scared anyone else away from me. I was known as the 'bad boy' whatever the hell that means. Yes I wear a leather jacket and darker clothes most of the times, and my hair always styled in a perfect way to make it look like I just rolled out of bed but in reality takes me 15 minutes! I'm pretty sure Annabeth takes that long, unless it's for a party or something.

I really need to try stop think about her. I bet she hasn't given me a second thought since she left. I bet she's lying in her room thinking that thank god I'm away from the American loser! Okay now that's too far.

My phone beeped. I grabbed it like my life depended on it. My mind set on it being her. Of course it wasn't.

New Message!
Craig

I unlocked my phone with a huff. I know I said that Anna was my only friend and that's true. Craig is my brother he's 15, three years younger than me. I often hang out with him when Anna was out of town or at a family dinner, both are rare because normally if Anna's parents had to go out of town she stayed with me and if it was a family dinner I normally attended.

I read the text.

Hey bro, want to come play bsktbll wi' me and d'guys? Tk yr mnd of A.

I hate my brothers text talk, though I don't blame him I taught him that. I used to text like that but Anna hated it so I stopped. I thought about it for a few minutes, then replied.

Yeah, guess so. See you in 20.

Just after I sent it my door was thrown open.

"Come on we're going now! And your driving us!" Craig delightfully (note my sarcasm please lord!) announced as he waltzed into my room,

"I don't want to go yet, and I need to get changed anyway so leave me alone for 20 minutes" I retorted.

"Sorry bro but no can do, so get your lazy, depressed, heart broken ass about of bed now"

I groaned and stood up mumbling "I'm not heart broken or depressed"(though I'm not just how true that was) and headed to my closet. Craig takes after our father; who left us when I was just 7. Head strong with to a slight chance of changing his mind.

I grab a pair of grey cotton shorts and a plain black top and go to the bathroom and throw them on. I then I sort my bed head and walk out and down the stairs. With my phone and grab my keys from the counter grabbing an apple as I walk out the front door.

"Finally he emerges from the cave!" Craig hollers, his hands round his mouth to our street.

"Shut the hell up", I grumble getting in the drivers seat of my car.

"Oh brother dear, cheer up. She will be back" Craig says as we speed down the road.

"How do you know? How could you possibly know that?" I sigh pulling up outside his mates house.

What he said next occupied my mind for the rest of the day.

"Because it was clear as day that you were both in love but you just were both to stupid to ever realise it"