Ride (A Mark Fanfic)

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Who would have ever known that just me forgetting to close my curtains last night would lead to the moody y/n I am now. I am not the early bird like all the people seem to be in those commercials, rather I am the total opposite. The night owl, because who wouldn't be. I honestly don't know how I manage to wake up on time and not make it late to school, not even once. I mean I take school serious, but not that serious.  Sleep is more important than that, yet but I still end up not getting any because of school. While rummaging through the tons of clothes I have in my closet hoping to find a clean uniform for school, I play some music to at least get me energized for this long morning that I'm about to have.

Eventually I was out the door and walking to school kind of wishing and hoping that I'd be lazy enough to be a little bit late but that didn't work out in the long run because to my luck, some smart neighbor of mines "accidentally" let their little rascal that they claim to be their pet out and chased me nearly all the way to school. Yes I am terrified of dogs, not all but specifically theirs. It never does this to anyone else besides me. I'm pretty sure that everyone that walks the same route as me knows this is a daily basis thing and don't even bother laughing anymore. If only I could make them get chased to see how it feels. I got on school grounds after straightening my skirt and blazer hoping no one could tell that I've been running so they don't question the same thing they do almost every week. My life is pretty much problematic but I get used to it, sometimes. I'm known for being the most carefree person in this school when it comes to getting friends and all of that sort. I'm not lonely or anything, I have friends but my personality makes it seem like I don't. I don't know if class was about to start or not so I just headed to class anyway to prevent myself from being late. Unlike the usual when I'd be the first in the classroom someone else already beat me to it. Its funny because I don't recognize him and didn't even know he was in my class until now. He must sit in the front, he has to. He looked quite interesting from a distance. The distance from his desk and me decreased as I continued to examine him from where I stood. He sat right besides my seat and that's where I really started to wonder about this guy. Cautiously sitting in my seat, he tilts his head over in my direction and quickly switches his gaze back on his phone after realizing that I was giving him a questioning look. His brown fluffy hair covers his small face once again, still making me wonder who this guy is. This whole entire time I was trying to find out one thing about this guy, I never even thought of looking at his name tag.

It was too late to do so now considering that he's slumped against the desk now and there's no possible way to even sneak a peek. Oh well the only way to find out now is to either ask him which isn't my option or to wait until the teacher does attendance. Other than still being stuck on trying to figure out who this guy is, I finally had the sense to get my notebook out and work on literally anything I could at the moment. As I was doing my work, the boy shifts in his position but still remains hunched over the desk probably sleep at this point. Trying my hardest to ignore it and pay attention to my own life, I eventually gave up and slowly averted my gaze towards him only to my shock he was staring right a me. I look away as soon as possible and my heart raced out of nowhere. Luckily for me to ease the somewhat embarrassing moment, people walked in the classroom and walked to literally any seat at this point, the teacher doesn't care as long we cooperate.

I ignored the whole introduction from the teacher and patiently awaited for the attendance for the first time. The boy has yet to even look up as I payed close attention to him while the teacher organizes the papers. "oh come on, come on!" I mutter under my breath. My eyes constantly averted between  the teacher and the mysterious guy besides me. I guess this guy really was sleep, and the teacher has yet to call attendance but she has already started the lesson. Well there goes my chance of actually knowing this guys name.  I slumped against the desk in exhaustion for wasting literally my whole entire morning trying to figure out who this guy is. I don't know whether I should swallow my pride and ask him myself or to remain clueless for the rest of the day, I don't even know why I'm so interested in the guy. I can't remember the last time I actually cared to know someone this much. My eyes hesitantly shifts over to the boy lying on the desk exactly how I was. And yet he's still staring at me, how am I supposed to ask him if he keeps staring at me. "Uhm h-hey, I'm y/n." I shyly spoke brushing the little strands on the side of my face behind my ear. My whole body temperature was slowly rising especially in my face as I've never encountered this specific situation before in my life but I'm kind of liking it. I'd rather be warm than being cold. "Hey, I'm Mark. Can I ask you something?" He continued to stare directly into my eyes. Just those 5 words made me nervous and ponder of what kind of questions he had floating in the head of his. "I mean you already asked me, but go ahead." I chuckled to myself hoping to ease the growing tension between us. I mean just the tension I think we have, he probably doesn't even think it's tense. He smiled at me, "Aren't you the girl that everyone claims to not care about anything?" He asked making my once throbbing nervous heart calm in disappointment. I really expected him to ask me anything else besides that but I guess not.