Him

The place

I was sitting in the booth at Mr. Lows dinner, the dark sodden tables were scratched and beaten and the seats were a worn striped red and white that by now were more of a orange and light yellow.

I was at the front right corner booth where I've sat every day after school since the 4th grade when I was old enough to ride my bike with out my parents with me.

The waiter comes over with my usual order; a strawberry milkshake and a large bag of frys. I thank her and smile, grabbing the straw I move my head taking a sip.

I take out my computer and text book a start on my pile of home work from my 4 AP classes. I dont know why I decided to take so many AP classes this year everyone in the normal classes never have homework. Then again I didn't really have a choice, my parents made that for certain.

Everyone thinks I'm a perfect little boy who is on the honor role and class president with a 4.0 GPA and got accepted into the Harvard Medical School like I cant do anything wrong, and I hate it.

Everyone has all these high expectations for me and I really dont want to live up to them, for once in my life I just want to let lose and do what I want for the first time in my life.

*BAM*

Hands bang down on the table, I jump. I already know who it is... "Yes Mark, how may I help you?" I said kindly but secretly wanting to pound his face in.

"What do we have today, chemistry notes looks boring." He said taking one of my frys and dipping it into my shake before chucking it into his mouth.

I smile politely "Do you need something Mark?" I turned back to my text book and started typing in the chemical form after you melt rust and aluminum together.

Mark jumped over the back of the booth landing right next to me, he put his are around me and took another fry, "you know Seàn, I've been thinking..."

"Well that never means anything good." I say still focused on my work.

Mark tightens his grip around my neck, I don't react, "you know Jack that's not very nice" I inhale deeply, he knows I hate it when he calls me that.

Since our parents are like best friends we've been forced to hang out ever since we were little. Mark always disliked me, just because I was the smarter one and 'make him feel stupid' so he automatically chose to be the rebellious class clown.

"Mark, what do you want" I asked getting annoyed but trying not to show it, because that'd be exactly what he wants.

"Jack, what makes you think I want anything?" He says innocently and smirking

"Because Mark, you never come here unless you do." I said calmly taking another fry before flipping the page in my textbook.

"That's not true, now be nice" he said as he ruffled my light green hair he took another fry and dubble diped it in my milk shake.

"Hey no dubble dipping Mark" I say and slap his hand and go back to my work. "Did you really just do that." He got really close to my face, we were only centimeters apart "look who is finally starting to stand up for himself"

His breath is hot on my cheak and moved up to my ear "good for you" I whispered and his hot breath trialed down the of my ear and to the back of my neck.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Within a second he is up and hopped back out of the booth, walked back around the front so he's next to me again. He takes one last fry tosses it in his mouth as he laughs and walks away.

"What the actual fuck just happened" i said under my breath, shake my head, and get back to work.