Mark eventually escapes from the crowd of girls surrounding him and walks over to me. ''Were to next?'' he sighs and pulls the strap of his bag over his delicate shoulder.
''English.'' I reply
We arrive in class and take our seats, once again the teacher, miss. Harryiet, introduces Mark to everyone in the class. She wobbles over to Mark's side and taps his shoulder.
She gives us a task to do and we start. ''How'd you do this question?'' Robbie asks as he pokes Mark in the ribs, making him jump from his seat. Mark nudges Robbie playfully when Robbie grabs Mark and pulls him into a head lock. ''Robert!'' Miss. Harryiet spits and rests her hands on each side of her expanding waist. ''why can't you just behave?''
"I am miss." he lies "Mark nearly pushed me off the chair!" Miss Harryiet shakes her head in disbelief and turns her back from Robbie.
"If I catch you misbehaving again, I'll send you to the head master's office, so keep quiet!'' she snarls and sits down on the wooden oak seat which is cushioned by a leather type of pillow, as she sits you can hear the creak of the chair as it struggles from the weight of her.
''eh, Mark? You coming to football training after school?'' Howard asks from behind us. Mark turns around and faces Howard.
''Yeah, of course mate." He replies warmly. I can't help but wonder what Mark looks like in his football kit… I bet he looks fit…
3:45pm
Kayleigh, Jason and I are walking out of school to catch our buses. J has his kit on and runs over to the football pitch next to the school after he gave a goodbye kiss to Kayleigh. I stop in my tracks when I spot Mark doing push-up's on the grass before a match. He has the most amazing body. I walk towards him, he looks in my direction and gives a sweet smile and wave, I feel butterflies form in my stomach at the sight of Mark. I smile and give him a friendly wave.
"Why are you waving?" a voice behind me snaps. I turn on my heels and face the person. Katlyn… urgh.. "He was waving at me" she snarls and pushes me to the ground.
''Ignore her G'' Kayleigh says as she helps me up and I brush the dust off my skirt. Katlyn struts over to Mark and swishes her blonde locks from her face and re-applies her lip gloss on her pouty lips.
''Barbie.'' I spit
''C'mon Gino let's go.''
''No.'' I answer sternly ''I want to see what that slag is doing." I throw my bag onto the ground and cross my arms. Katlyn is kneeling next to Mark, twirling her hair around her long twig like finger. When she thinks Mark isn't looking she unbuttons some of the buttons on her shirt revealing her bust and pulls her skirt up slightly.
"What a slut!" I growl and feel myself burning up with anger. Kayleigh grabs my arm to keep me from marching over to her a pull her extensions out!
"Mark is obviously not interested." Kayleigh says. ''look.''
I look over at Mark who has by now got up and is now stretching his hands behind his back and is smiling at Katlyn. "uurrgghhh, he so fancies her.'' I moan.
"I doubt Gino, he's not even taking much notice of her, he's just being polite.''
''Oh my god, look at her she's resting her legs on his! That's it I'm going over!" Kayleigh doesn't try to stop me, she knows when I'm angry to just leave me.
I march over to them and put on a fake smile. "Hey mark! …. Katlyn…"
"Oh hey babes how are you?" Katlyn smiles, trying to act all sweet and innocent in front of Mark. "And did I trip you over earlier, I didn't mean it Georgie babe.'' Lying cow!
"It's fine." I grumble and cut my eyes.
" yeah I'm sure she didn't mean it." Mark says and gives me a glistening smile.
"Mark" Jason says and gestures to come on the pitch for the game.
"Oh, time for me to win the game for them!" Mark laughs and joins the boys on the pitch. I turn away when Katlyn pulls me back.
"Keep away from Mark." She growls and pulls my shirt so I'm just inches away from her face. I pull myself away from her and walk back to Kayleigh.
"What did she say?" Kayleigh frowns and taps my back.
"pfff… nothing interesting, I'll deal with it." We sit on the side line of the pitch and I spot Mark's kit bag, I take a sneaky peek into it and find his school shirt. I couldn't help but take a quick whiff off it before someone saw me, and I've got to say it was like what angels would smell like. A tint of Rose and diesel aftershave. He smells so nice. I stuff the shirt back into the bag and check my phone, the bus would probably come any second. So I decided to put my bag on.
I walk to the front of the school and wait, I can't help but look over at Mark. Aww he's muddy already! Mark legs are covered in brown muck and his once perfectly soft, glossy, perfect hair is now soaked and dirty. He slips and hurts his ankle but gets up again and carries on. He's so brave I think and smile to myself. Kayleigh still sits on the side line waiting for Jason, cheering and calling his name as he takes the ball from Gary, Robbie following close behind.
I can't help but giggle when I spot Mark attempting to tackle Jason but failing and bursting into fits of laughter. Oh Markie, why is his laugh so contagious!
The bus arrives and eventually comes to a halt and the doors open and I walk on.
I look out of the window. I can't keep my eyes off Mark. I've never felt so much love and comfort from someone I just met, I think Mark coming here has really been a miracle.