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III

I was re-reading the beginning and was listening to this song thought this song really fit this scenario! I love BMC and other musicals like it; Hamilton Heathers, DEH, etc. Comment if you love musicals as well!!! ON WITH THE STORY!

Lukas Pov:

Chloe stole my corvette again, that fucking asshole, so I called Mark for a ride in his black 2013 Chevy Silverado. I honestly was never into cars but he has some nice blue led lights. He also looks so fucking sexy in it too. In the distance, I hear the roaring of his engine. I turn around once it comes closer to see Mark pulling up behind me. I could melt in the summer heat at the sight of him. His music was blaring louder than normal and he seemed to be jamming along to the music.

"Hop on in Luko!"

I don't hesitate and do as told. I climb in next to Mark and he starts to drive us to school. He seems different. His presence feels... happier. Even the car air surrounding us is filled with delight and I can sense it. Something either happened or is going to happen. I am curious about this sudden change in mood and contemplate with myself on if I should ask. Should I ask? He'll probably not want to tell me. I'll ask anyway, give it a shot. "Hey, Mark what's going on? You seem to be in an upbeat good mood," I comment.

Mark glances at me, turns the music down and replies with, "Huh? Oh, nothin' man. Nothin' at all," he has a stupidly wide grin on his face as he looks back at the road ahead.

I don't believe this idiot for one second, I say in my head, But Ill figure it out sooner or later. The truth always reveals itself to the public eye. Even though I didn't question him anymore the subject still doesn't fail to occupy my mind most of the ride. Mark is wearing his usual red Adidas sweatshirt and Adidas sweatpants and Adidas everything. I've told him before I think he has a problem or obsession for Adidas. He just laughed it off and said I'm the same but with Adidas and Nike. I just stuck my tongue out at him and said whatever. I quietly laugh at the memory which catches Mark's attention.

He looks at me with a confused smile, "What's so funny?" he questions.

I gaze at him for a moment before answering, "Just an old memory about you and me."

"Which one? There are quite a few."

"The Adidas obsession ones," I say.

He chuckles, "Oh yeah well I like Adidas! Its a nice looking brand."

~: Timeskip:~

We walked into the school side by side and Mark's place seems slower than usual. As if he's stalling for something. I slowly walk with him a bit annoyed at the pace but nonetheless content just being near him. He keeps glancing at me looking nervous and worried but I let it slide. When we round the corner of the hallway and near our homeroom, he reaches in his pocket and inches out a folded piece of paper. I quickly take a look out of pure curiosity before tearing my eyes away. What was it? I wondered. I enter the classroom to hear my favorite voice in the world: Mr. Houghton. He was yelling at some girl probably for a stupid reason. I ignored it as usual and sat down in my seat, and Mark hesitantly sat down in his seat beside me. I really wanted to know what was bothering him but I didn't know how to ask. I glance over at the odd boy to see him staring at me. When I met his gaze, he averted his and his cheeks were lightly dusted with pink. Why had he been looking at me? If anything, I think he's gay but we're talking about Mark fucking Williams, of course, he isn't gay. He seems off now like he's nervous about something. He was so upbeat earlier, what happened? Maybe I'll ask... soon, I debated with myself on whether to ask him what's up until I was snapped out of my thoughts by the man himself.

"Uh, Lukas the bell just rang. We gotta go," he awakens me without looking directly at me.

I notice this and finally ask him, "Hey Mark, why do you seem nervous? What's wrong?"

Eventually, he looks at me but only to look away again, "It's uh..." he pauses for a moment and gets the folded paper out. He looks down at it and I look at it curiously. Suddenly, he crumples and rips the folded paper and holds it behind him, "It's nothing Lu. Forget it. Let us get to class huh?" the British male claims.

I watch as he walks away and attempts to toss the paper in the trash only to miss one half of it. The other piece made it. He keeps walking not seeming to notice and I take this golden opportunity to see what it has on it. Was it for me? I wonder to myself as I walk towards the paper.

Once I reach it and pick it up, Mr. Houghton starts to yell at me, "Get outta here Mr. Knight! Your not my 1st period and you should get to your class! Do I have to give you detention to teach you a lesson, troublemaker?"

I vigorously shake my head no and quickly blurt, "Oh no need! I'm leaving now. Sorry, Mr. Houghton!" and run out of the classroom. Once I start to head for my 1st period I carefully unravel and unfold the crumpled paper. It said:

You have eyes like shiny jade and the hottest body I've ever seen. When I look at you, I just want to admire those shiny jade eyes and hug that hot body.

You're so special with your fiery ways. The way you handle your wild sister shows great perfection and sensitivity.

I know that to you I'm just a friend but I think we could be happy together, flying like two amazing birds.

Please, say you'll be mine, ???!

All my love,

Mark Williams

I clench my fist that doesn't hold the paper when I notice the name has something smudged on it. I assume it was dirt since there were footprints from my classmates on it from when they walked over it when it was on the ground. I was so close to figuring it out! I try to smudge the smudge off but only makes it worse. "Shit!" I yell and my words echo throughout the empty corridor. Wait, empty corridor? Shit, I'd better hurry the fuck up and get to class. I run through the halls like my life depends on it, because it kinda does. I reach the classroom and take a moment to compose myself. Once I'm sweating and panting and the note is safe in my pocket, I enter the room. I quietly tiptoe through the room while the teacher's back is turned and slip discretely into the seat next to Mark.

When the teacher turns around she seeks me out and screams, "Sir Lukas Knight! How dare thou be late to thine class. I shall putith you in the detention if it dare happen againith!"

I groan and respond, "Yes Mrs. Diaz." Mrs. Diaz speaks in Old Time English and everyone either still finds it hilarious or is over it. We all make jokes about it behind her back then tell her we love her speech. She would happily smile and start adding more Old Time English words until it felt like child abuse to make us try to understand all the shit would be saying.

Mark leans in close when I'm not paying attention to him and whispers, "Hey Luko."

I jump in my seat when I feel his hot breath touch the rim of my ear and pink blush faintly covers my pale skinned cheeks and ears. My heart pounds like a bass drum and I look over at Mark who has a slightly confused expression on his face. "Uh yeah, M-Mark?"

"Sorry about earlier. Don't worry about it, it was nothing kay?"

I search his brown eyes to find nervousness and worry and even embarrassment. I wanted to ask about the letter that resides in my jeans pocket but decides to let it go and ask later. " Sure Marki."

He cutely smiles at me and the blush that had faded returns. I smile back and try to actually pay attention and decipher what Mrs. Diaz is going on about. However, my mind would not allow me to. I can't help but wonder who Mark was going to give the letter to. Pain strikes my heart when I imagine him with some pretty girl. Holding her hand, hugging her, kissing her. I wanted all those things for myself. And I hated it.

I don't want to be gay. I want to normal.

:~ A/N:~

Hey there readers! I had planned on uploading yesterday but I got busy with family crap. Ewww. I saw my family and they kept asking "So do you have a girlfriend?" and I'm like "Bish I'm Bi! Why can't I have a boyfriend?!;~;" Lol it was funny though because they don't know that I am, in fact, a bisexual beanie. Anyways I got nothin' else to say so... bye? lol.