At eighth period, illustration AP. Carmen wondered why she had thought Mark would be perfect.
He kind of was in a way, his looks. But something about his personality was not right. She asked herself why on that first day of school she had caught his eye and looked away. He was fine when he was around her, but when Derrick and Carrie were around something changed. At lunch,while Carmen was eating her salad, Derrick rubbed his hand on her back when no one was looking.
She shivered thinking about it.
"Class, we'll be learning about gray scale." Carmen's teacher said pointing to a rectangle drawn on a large piece of paper with shades of a light gray to a dark gray.
Carmen scribbled notes into her thick binder, she felt sick. It was hard to tell why she was sick because why not. Right now there was a lot to be sick about. her insides churned, she thought about how two months later he had remembered her. How at lunch he had kissed her and talked softly to her.
She raised her hand and asked to be excused, her phone kept on buzzing during class. She quickly made her way to the bathroom and checked her phone. Two messages from mark and 1 message from Carrie. She had exchanged numbers with Mark and some of his friends.
CARRIE: going out for coffee at six, wondering if you would want to come.
Carmen ignored the text, and checked what Mark had said.
MARK:heyyy
MARK:wanna chill at my house later ??
She texted back
CARMEN: yeah, where r you rn?
She sat in one of the stalls and flipped through some of the pictures on her phone. Carmen smiled at one of the pictures of Derrick and her, Derrick made a weird face while they both stick up the middle finger. Her phone buzzed.
MARK: what building are you in?
CARMEN: building c, why?
MARK: pick you up in five
CARMEN: now??
MARK: yeah what did you think lmfao
CARMEN: I'm leaving now
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nervous // h.q
Teen Fiction"i don't want to be your friend." He frowned "I want to kiss your collarbones."