Veronica thought of all Mark meant to her.
How she'd loved him for forever.
How he'd always been there for her.
Her best friend.
Her protector.
Her mind couldn't compute him picking Jessica over her.
Perhaps she had erred in keeping her true identity hidden.
Maybe if Mark knew who she really was... if he remembered what she meant to him, he'd treat her differently.
He'd treat her like he used to.
~~~FLASHBACK~~~
~ 7th Grade ~
The final school bell had just rung, and the air buzzed with the sound of children streaming into the cafeteria or lining up for their after-school rides. Vince stepped through the front doors of the school building, clutching his backpack tightly to his chest. He immediately turned left, heading toward the playground where he knew Mark and Nathan usual
