Different: A Markson Story

Chapter 5: Rival

It was the day after the auditions and Jackson walked down the hallway towards his classroom. Bambam followed not too far behind, per usual. "Jackson oh my gosh congrats on making the cut!" 

"Of course a handsome guy like you made it!" 

"What else did you expect from the Prince of China!" Jackson smirked and flashed a smile at the girls' remarks which only made them yell louder. Bambam laughed at Jackson, who ate up all the attention he was getting.

Bambam walked with Jackson into the classroom as he took his seat in the back of the room like always. Jackson slicked back his hair before covering it with his leather snapback. "What did you think of that backflip that Mark did at the end of the audition?" Bambam asked. 

Jackson paused. "Who?" he rudely snarked. 

"He's in your class Jackson." 

Jackson snickered. "Don't know him." Bambam knew exactly what Jackson was doing. He let out a deep sigh. 

"You know...the guy who did the backflip at the end of the audition?" Jackson touched his muscles seemingly disinterested. 

"And fell," Bambam added. 

"Oh him," Jackson sarcastically responded. Bambam was Jackson's best friend, he knew exactly how the young Chinese male. When talking about other people, Jackson always had to look better. 

"I don't know Jackson I think he's pretty cool," Bambam admitted. 

Jackson chortled. "I can do a backflip way better than that guy. He's nothing special." 

Bambam sighed, rolling his eyes with a smirk on his face. "Well you better learn to tolerate him, you'll be seeing a lot more of him now that we're the next class of trainees with him."

It was at that moment Jackson looked up from his seat and made eye contact with Mark who was entering the classroom. Jackson quickly turned away and gazed out the window. He never talked to Mark, in fact, he barely knew the guy. All he knew was that Mark was super intelligent, seemingly quiet, but very close to his friends. After the audition, Jackson knew he was a hardworking guy, who always but pushed himself, but he had this quiet confidence about himself. There was just something about him that rubbed Jackson the wrong way. Jackson didn't really like him, and he didn't want to. He seemed to be the complete opposite of Jackson, and he didn't like that.

"He tried to show me up at the audition," Jackson thought. 

"He has a lot of nerve. I'll show him." 

Bambam snickered. "Does Jackson have a new rival?" 

"Me? A new rival? Please Bambam..I'm gonna break him before you can even consider him to be my rival."

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Jackson look so sweet in that photo...too bad he the complete opposite here in the story...for now ;) The Markson dynamic about to take off so buckle ya seatbelts. :)