Three weeks later
Mark smiled. His new friend was amazing, he was smart, he could play games like a boss (me: YAY!!! Like a boss!!!) and he was hot as fuck. Wait, what, no, he didn't think of Jack like that, he wasn't even gay. Hold on, what was miss saying again? "Mark Fishbach, are you listening? What did I say?" "Um" "you don't know, do you?" Mark shook his head.
