"I can't believe he's with such a dweeb"
" the nerd didn't even flip the bird"
"Wait seriously."
Becky closed her locker, glancing over her shoulder, she bit the inside of her cheek. Some senior girls were huddle talking and obviously talking about her. After the fact that she wasn't the one who flipped off the camera got out her reputation took a hit. Clutching her books to her chest she started walking towards the front doors to leave.
"Don't let it get to you, it just some stupid picture Becks. Shouldn't really matter to you."
Becky stopped and looked towards her right, Mark was there, leaning against a row of lookers,thumbs hooked in the loops of his pants, with that smirk that sent chills down her spine.
"Mark" Becky said with a smile on her face, slipping her hand into his as he moves to stand next her. She feels goosebumps as he runs his thumb over her knuckles. Something that she noticed he does to reassure her. She pouts as Mark mumbles nerd against her temple. She knows he calls her that just to annoy her sometimes.
Slipping into the passenger seat of his truck through the driver side as Mark mutters that he needs to get the door fixed sometime soon. Becky places her books on the seat scooting over to lay her head against his shoulder. She's content with the way their relationship is right now slow not rushing into anything. As Mark pulls out of the school parking lot, his fingers drumming against Becky's shoulder, she so different to any other girl he dated, and that's counting the short stint with his 11th grade spanish teacher last school year.
Mark turns off the truck, he tilts Becky 's chin upwards enjoying the feeling of Becky's fingers curling into his hair at the back. Their lips molding against one another enjoying the privacy that they have with the little secluded spot near the river. Becky lightly nips at Mark's bottom lip, smiling as Mark groans before pulling away.
"Teasing me Becky." Mark teasingly nips Becky's ear, a sly grin on his face. He loves making her blush, as he nuzzles his nose against hers.
"Mark?" Becky mumbles against his collarbone, he twirls Becky's hair around his index finger, " mm yeah, Beck?" he kisses the crown of her head. Wondering what has her like this, he knows that some people at the school didn't exactly think they were seriously about their relationship. He knows her parents think that he just some jackass, He felt proud of her when he saw the picture, he really couldn't believe that Becky did that. His Becky giving the finger, when one of his friends barged into his apartment with the class picture and immediately pointed to Becky asking if he was still seeing her.
Then about a day later at school he found her looking down, he merely walked over wrapped his arm around her waist, glared at some seniors who were snickering. He smirked when they turned away. Nobody messed with Becky as long as he's around to have a say about it.
Nobody messes with his cute nerd, he thinks watching Becky walks towards her house dropping her off a block away so they won't get caught