A week had passed since I had moved. Three days into school and guys were already hitting on me. A guy actually had enough nerves to walk me home one day. So, being the girl that I am I posted it on Facebook.
*ding, new Message*
I look at my IPod and it's a message from Mark. I hadn't talked to him in a while so I didn't understand why he was messaging me. I opened it, and it was just him asking me,
"Who walked you home?"
Me being the idiot I am replied, "A guyyyyyyyy!"
So of course he was a smart ass and said, "Well I'd hope it was a guy!"
I knew right there how I felt about him. We just started talking. About everything. Anything we could think of we talked about. Mainly who we liked and about our lives. We slowly got to know each other VERY well. Then Mark told me he liked me.
