-1So I decided to wait to do Mimi, so for now I'll switch between Mark and Roger.

Roger's View Point

"Roger can we go now?" Mimi huffs in boredom as she sits next to you bent over with her chin in the palm of her hand with her legs crossed, looking beautiful as always. You lean over and give her a quick kiss on the lips still trying keeping your eyes on the game.

Your sitting on the sidelines cheering your best friend on as he plays a practice game of soccer on the field alongside Angel. You were never really interested in soccer until Mark started playing and you got to see your best friend laughing and smiling like you've never seen before. Mark was happy when he played. You loved seeing Mark happy.

Mimi on the other hand could seem to care less about any sport and it was obvious that she didn't want to be here. You found this strange. Of course Mimi hated sports but she could at least give one or two hours out of her 'busy' schedule to cheer on her friends. She smiled when you placed a hand on her knee and laced your fingers together. This is what made you love her so much.

"Your really interested in this aren't you?" She yawned with a cute smile playing on her lips that made you want to kiss her again.

"A little…besides Mark and Angel look like they're having a good time" you shrugged and smiled up at Mark as he jogged his way over to the bleachers soaking wet and water bottle in hand as he took a seat by you.

"I didn't think you two would still be here" Mark laughed as he unscrewed the cap of his bottled and smiled at you…or Mimi. Your sure its you though. Mark only flashes that smile for you. You frown internally when you realize how weird that sounded. And yet…

"I was just thinking that" Mimi mumbled "I don't see how you're playing out there its way too fucking hot out here" she laughed putting a hand above her eyes to block out the intense sunlight beaming down on her.

Mark laughs softly and turns his attention back to the soccer field where Angel is still playing, completely unaware that Mimi is still talking to him.

And that's when you feel something touching your hand. Its soft and delicate and if it wasn't from the warmth it gave off you wouldn't have even felt it. You look down at your left hand and Mark's finger is on top of yours. Its nothing really, Mark isn't even aware that he's touching you so it shouldn't mean anything. Its just a finger, a soft, warm finger slightly touching the back of your hand. If that's true then your heart shouldn't be going faster and faster as you look down at it, you shouldn't feel like your about to rip off all your clothes because your getting way too over heated at the moment.

Your suddenly lost in your own mind and you don't even acknowledge that Angel is chatting away in front of you and your just staring out into space, enjoying the feel of your best friend barely touching your hand. Its pathetic really. And you shouldn't be enjoying this as much as you are because you don't like boys at all, at least this is what you thought to be true. Maybe the sun was screwing with your head.

Your face is burning as you snap back to reality and Angel is raising an eyebrow at you as Mimi and Mark are excitingly talking to one another. Angel is wearing a form of a smile, a 'I know what your thinking' smile and you blush even harder.

Angel watches you as he takes a drink of his water and pulls on the back of Mark's soccer jersey. "Mark sweetie, if you don't take this off soon I

m afraid your gonna die" She tugs on it again for emphasis.

Mark smiles and swats her hand away "Your just trying to get me naked"

"Oh please, like I have to try" Angel narrows her eyes playfully at the aspiring director "Well then" Angel takes another sip of his water "I'll just have to cool you down then won't I?" He wears an evil smirk

Mimi scoots away from Mark gradually, already knowing what is about to happen. But you stay still as Mark pushes against you and his hand is completely covering yours. His touch freezes you and you turn into stone, you face blank and emotionless. You've never felt this before, it feels amazing. You want more and you slowly turn your hand over in his and entwine your fingers together. You shouldn't have, its completely breaking all the unspoken rules that come with the line between friendship and something more.

Mark nearly snaps his neck when he looks at you with big shinning blue eyes staring mystically at you, and you can clearly see his blue eyes when he's wearing his contacts. Beautiful. You suddenly break into a sweat and your wishing that you hadn't did this. What the hell was I thinking. You think angrily. Your ever thankful when Angel pours his water all of Mark's head and laughs. Mark smiles at you for a split second before ripping off his shirt and chasing after Angel who is practically racing onto the field to escape Mark who has declared war on the secret cross-dresser.

Mimi stands up and laughs as Mark tackles Angel to the ground and they're all out wrestling on the soccer field. "Don't hurt him Angel!" Mimi shouts leaning over the railing smiling as the head coach wobbles over the break the two apart.

You sit quietly, the palm of your hand tingling, and your mind racing. What's happening to me?