Adriana & Mark

[Adriana Kaligaris]

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Most people didn't expect Adriana to be on student government and they definitely didn't think that she would be treasurer based on her appearance and that was why she was so determined to be the best that she could be. Who wants to look like a total dumb ass? Yeah, nobody so she had asked Mark if he would meet her at the media center to work on something for student government since he was the vice president... She could have probably gone to someone else but she thought that Mark was delicious so she wanted him there to stare at. What's wrong with a little eye candy? It wasn't like either of them were in relationships and yes, she had slept with Warren Murray and loved every second of it but that didn't mean that she was going to commit to him just because he took her virginity. It wasn't that she would necessarily mind being closer to him than she was right now but she was only sixteen and he didn't really seem like he would want to be with her like that. He'd hit on different girls in the chat room and while that didn't make him a player, she didn't know if he would be ready to fall in love which was totally okay. Weren't they young for these kinds of things anyway? Yeah, this was the kind of thing that she thought about when she was bored and alone. She was currently just absentmindedly playing with a French fry, dipping it in and out of the little white paper cup of ketchup which was probably not the best idea in the world since she was wearing a white blazer over top of a lace white shirt.

She didn't want to risk staining her shirt so she dropped the now soaked fry onto a napkin and pulled her notebook closer to her so she could at least look like she was doing work when really she was doodling pictures of Mark shirtless which didn't really look like anything other than a normal stick figure. What was the harm in a little infatuation and appreciation for his body or at least how she pictured his body.. He might not think that she did but she noticed how he looked at her during meetings especially when he was sucking on jolly rancher candies or something just like she knew that he was probably watching when she ate a banana.. It was just human nature to have these feelings and urges for another person but the important thing was that she wasn't going to act on them. One guy was fine! She could live her life having had sex with Warren, meet her soul mate and still feel good about the number but two? That would mean that her future husband was number three and she really didn't know how she felt about that or how he would feel about that unless it was one of those third times the charm sort of situations. How many penises can one vagina handle before it started looking loose?

Okay Mark really needed to hurry up and show because her thoughts were getting more confusing.

[Mark Daniels]

What was the reason of a treasurer meaning to have a talk with a vice president? Mark was confused but because he was awfully kind, he didn't just say no. Plus, Adriana wasn't that bad looking and that was an understatement - the statement itself. Although before leaving his house, Mark had to feed the thousands of pets he owned. The rabbits, the dog, the cat and the fish. Since his parents were at the pediatrician for Renata's first shots. It was something Mark really didn't want to see for the reason because he's been through it before.

He came in late fifteen minutes late with Starbucks. Does that sound familiar? Yes. It wasn't to create anticipation or anything like that. Mark was sincerely thirsty, or so that was going to be his lie. Also, traffic. However, that thing was a breeze and there were hardly any cars in the way. As always, Mark greeted the lady at the check out desk because he was a doll.

It was actually cold on this November day therefore Mark was trying to look extra warm. He was wearing his usual ratchet, collegiate hooded sweatshirt of some ivy league school that he totally believe he's a shoo in for, a puffer vest, straight fitted jeans and his white Nike hi-tops.

"Sorry I'm late." Mark chimed, walking toward the table where Adriana was at. She shouldn't be mad at him 'cause he had the kindness to buy her something. He did good, too. Mark had seen what she liked to drink, not that he was stalker he just was observant, okay? "Got you your favorite~! ... I think." he said in a sing-song voice but then looked ultra confused as he shrugged and smiled closed. "So what do you want to talk about?" he took a seat and rested both arms in front of him, leaning forward and clasping his hands together like the angel he was.