“Thank you Jon,” I say giving a hug, it meant a lot to me what he just said and I wanted to show my gratitude.
“I know you don’t want to hear this either but maybe you should find someone else, someone who won’t hurt you.” Jon suggested.
I blushed, “I think I already have.” I whispered and looked over my shoulder at Mark who was giving me a shy smile.
I didn’t tell my parents about the incident at the party, I don’t know why, I guess I wanted to get over it without them pestering me. However I did tell them what happened between Ferdi and I, how else would I explain why Mark and I were together. My mother was unsure of it but my father understood and supported me like I expected he would.
Monday Mark picked me up from my house to drive me to school, “I like that outfit,” he comments as
