Lightning-Dono: The next chapter! (Let's review, guys...I need feedback.)
Just Feel My Heart
Against What Was
Pairing: Mark x Courtney
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Mark was the one with the teeth that dentists always analytically stared at. He had a slight overbite and half the time they were orange from his constant carrot munching and he had managed to grind down his back teeth to a fine half and millimeter less the size they should have been. But, nevertheless, he continually read his fanciful, action-filled comic books and sadly continually sported watches you got from McDonald's Happy Meals and last year's fashions. He had pleasingly high grade point averages and excelled at nearly everything but sports. Nothing kept him from going borderline "bizarre", except for a certain female. And that was none other than Courtney.
For her, he had held back on strewing his clothes across his room, leaving his Japanese comics all over the place, and his miscellaneous age old VHS tapes out on his desk. Mark's parents never had the heart to tell their over-obsessive son that he was completely overdoing it with the "bedroom-junkyard" scenario. All they had ever (secretly) wished for was that he would become a normal boy who enjoyed wearing clothes that weren't quite so hippie-age and eating regular things that probably wouldn't improve his vision much, but hey, the carrots weren't working either...and Mark was unknowingly doing it for them.
At first, he wasn't quite so keen on changing, but he saw Courtney. Strong, fashionable, and acquainted with fame like it were her best friend. The only thing that could stop her was a high school soccer team that wasn't worth that much either way. But even so, she never stopped fighting for whatever was waiting at the end of the beginning. Mark could tell very well that he confused her. Every time he executed an action, she would stare at him as though what he had done was completely alien. And for some reason, it hurt to know that she would look at him with such scorn when he was just pitching in his share of the load.
Once upon a time, Mark was afraid of girls. Whenever they squealed and ran past him to chase after another of his gender, he felt a tingle of unexpected energy and they just scared him straight out. Always so hyper, energetic...and possessive. But now that he really thought about it, everyone felt an attachment to something different and felt a sense of belonging to it...and that it belonged to them. It just so happened that he was feeling this towards his long-time best friend's girlfriend.
But he knew it would never happen. He might as well return to his comic book fantasies with their full-figured girls that were so easily won over and their muscular men swinging by and rescuing them by and by. Frankly, Mark was more likely to be saved by Courtney rather than him ever leaping out of no where and carrying her to salvation.
Then again, in those comics they sported the theme that anything could happen, and somewhere inside him, he knew he could make it come true.
And maybe someday, he could go against what was.