I was walking to school with my friend like I do everyday. And everyday a certain someone waits for me to get there.
Mark.
"Hey don't stress it." My friend said to me as I saw him leant against the wall. I sighed and my hands started sweating. I don't know what his problem with me was.
We walked up to him and I tried to hide myself, but it didn't work.
"Y/N!" His familiar voice called out. My friend grabbed my arm to keep walking but Mark pulled me back.
"What Mark?" I asked trying to leave. He wouldn't let me.
"You know I always mess with you." Mark said with a huff. I know Mark, I know. I don't know why you mess with me though.
"Yeah, I know." I said sarcastically. Mark laughed and looked me straight in the eyes.
"Why do you?" I asked bringing you more conversation. Mark looked taken aback.
"What?" He asked shaking his head.
"Why do you have to mess with me all the time?" I asked pushing it toward more. Mark smirked.
He bent down to meet my eyes. His face very close to mine. My breathing quickened.
"Because.....I like you." He said toughly trying to establish dominance. It was strange hearing that from Mark himself. I couldn't believe it.
"What?" I asked him trying not to make my voice crack. He smiled at me.
"You heard me. Now get outta here." Mark said playfully pushing me away. Oh. My. God.
My heart fluttered when I walked into school. Mark likes me? He like likes me.
My smile was basically permanent on my face at this point.
The whole day, through every class. It was always me thinking of Mark. And I've never thought of him in that way until this very day. And I loved it.
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𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍, 80s, 90s, 00s
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