Jack's P.O.V.

Mark glanced over at the clock. The clock read 7:30 pm. 

" I should probably go home." Mark said, standing up. 

" How will you get there?" I replied. 

" Oh... yeah..." Mark said slowly. 

" I could, uh, fly you back again." I said cheerfully. 

" Oh, thanks." Mark said, a small grin on his face. 

I walked out of my room, Mark in persecute. As we were walking down the hallway, I swore I could feel Mark's eyes on the back of my head. I ignored the feeling, and grabbed his backpack from the hangers near our door, then passed it back to him. 

" Thanks." he replied. 

As we reached the porch to my house, I gasped. The sunset from my home always brought beauty with it. It never got old for me. 

" It's beautiful!" I exclaimed, clasping my hands together. 

" Yeah... it really is." Mark replied. 

I looked over at Mark. I sighed softly at his gorgeous features. He was slightly taller than me. His horns curled smoothly from his fiery red hair. His chocolate brown eyes were filled with the reflection of the sunset. His strong body seemed to relax in the presence of beauty. 

" Ready?" I asked, breaking the silence. 

" Yeah." Mark said, turning to face me. 

I wrapped my arms around Mark's strong torso again. I opened my wings and soared into the sunset. Mark tensed up again, letting out a loud gulp as he looked down. 

" Don't worry Mark, I've got you." I said looking down at the shaking man. 

" O--ok." he stuttered. 

The ride was over before I knew it. I dropped Mark off at the gates of Hell. I was strictly forbidden to go inside Hell. My father would murder me. My thoughts were interrupted by Mark's silky, smooth voice.  

" Tonight was surprisingly fun." Mark said, turning to face me.

" Yeah..." I replied, slowly looking up at Mark. 

Mark and I stared longingly into each other's eyes. Thoughts were flashing through our minds. We wanted this, but our parents. School. Everything. 

" Jack. What the fuck are we doing?! We both know we want this!" Mark exclaimed, taking in a fistful of his hair. 

I jumped back, slightly startled by Mark's sudden freakout. 

" I--I dunno." I stammered. 

" Fucking Hell." Mark said, throwing himself on to the ground. 

He let out a loud moan of frustration. 

" Merk?" I said, offering him my hand. 

I devilish idea passed through my mind. Mark took it, and as he stood up, I took my chance. I grabbed Mark's face in my hands and kissed him the most passionate kiss I had. Mark was taken by surprise, but he kissed back strongly. I wrapped my arms around his waist, his around my neck. We fit together like puzzle pieces, moving in sync. I smiled into the kiss. The feeling we both had, connecting through us was filled with love and longing. We both pulled away, still connected by our arms. 

" Jack, we need this." Mark sighed softly, caressing my cheek.

" Then we'll fuckin' take it." I said, grabbing Mark in for another kiss. 

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I woke up, the memory of last night pouring in. I sighed contently, rolling out of bed. Mark. Just Mark. Everything about him was everything I needed. However, he was exact opposite of what my parents needed. I trudged over to my closet. I grabbed black, ripped skinny jeans, and a simple, blue hoodie.  

I practically ran down the stairs, grabbing my books from the counter. I snatched the piece of toast from Marianne calling out a ' Thanks!' before racing out the door. I wanted to see Mark again. I ran towards my porch and leaped off. My wings spread out, like an instinct as I soared off into the morning sky. 

School was a short flight from where I lived. I was there in around 5 minutes. As I skidded to a halt on the ground, I was met by Ethan. 

" WHAT IS UP MY CRANKYDUDES?!" he shouted in my face. 

" Woah, someone is excited." I laughed. 

" Mhmm. Go on! Ask me why!" Ethan answered, bouncing on his toes. 

" Why?" I said flatly. 

" I GOTTA DATE!" Ethan shouted, grasping my shoulders and shaking me. 

" Oh my goodness?! Who?!" I exclaimed.

" That hottie devil Tyler. I cannot imagine why he's a devil. He's an absolute sweetheart!" Ethan exclaimed. 

" That's amazing Eth! Just... be careful after the whole Felix thing." I whispered. 

" I gotcha." Ethan replied, " C'mon, let's go the English."

Ethan and I walked into the school building, having a small conversation about the dance coming up in December. 

" Guess who?" a familiar husky voice whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"  Mark!" I exclaimed, pushing his hands off my eyes. 

I turned around, and for a brief second our noses touched. Mark's eyes widened slightly, probably remembering last night. 

" We didn't anything last night for our project." he purred. 

God damn it, Mark has to give me fucking boner now?

" Y--y--eah we d--id." I stammered.  

Ethan looked from Mark to me, Mark to me, and his crystal blue eyes widened. 

" Oh shittttt." Ethan whispered. 

" Nonononononono! Ethan! Um.... no." I exclaimed, " We did not do any of that!" 

Mark chuckled softly. 

" We best get to English now." he said, a smirk on his lips. 

" Yes. We should." I said, turning on my heels. 

Mark walked next to me, the scent of his cologne filled my nose. My lips stung and yearned for Mark's. Mark looked down at me and caught me staring. I turned away quickly, a huge blush creeping onto my cheeks. Mark just smirked, again. 

Before I knew it, we were at the door to Ms. Demi's class. 

" Shit Mark. Is there a checkpoint today?" I whispered, grasping his shoulders. 

" Um... uh... shit. Is there?" he replied. 

I grabbed the assignment guidelines. 

" It says to share one thing that you found out about your partner." I said, looking back to Mark's deep, brown eyes.

" Oh... that's easy!" Mark answered.

The two of us walked into the class as soon as the bell rang. We took our normal seats, and watched Ms. Demi. 

" Okay class! Today we will be announcing to the class one thing you learned about your partner!" Ms. Demi chirped, " First, Ethan and Tyler." 

Ethan stood up shyly, followed by Tyler.

" I learned that Ethan likes to play video games in his spare time." Tyler said nonchalantly. 

" I learned that Tyler has a great singing voice!" Ethan praised. 

Tyler blushed softly as the two sat down. 

Other groups went, and I didn't really pay attention. I just stared at Mark. The way his face fit perfectly into his cupped hand. The way his chocolate brown eyes followed the speakers. The way--

" Jack and Mark." 

Mark and I stood up almost in sync. I took in a breath, and looked at Mark. He gave a small nod. 

" I learned that despite our differences-- " I gestured to Mark, " --that Mark and I get along very well. He's has a different lifestyle, different treatment than my spoiled self. However, he is a very nice person, no matter how tough he acts. I decided, that even though Mark and I are opposite, clashing forces, that I wouldn't mind being his friend. Not I wouldn't mind it, I think I would enjoy it." I finished with a smile. 

Mark looked at me with eyes as wide as saucers. 

" T--th--at's very nice Jack." Mark stammered. He regained himself before could continue. " I learned that Jack is just a sweetheart to be around. He is the only angel I've met that hasn't screamed in my face, spat on me, ignored me, beat me, or just be a jerk overall. He has made me feel more needed and important. And that is something I love about him. I learned that in the world, peoples parents actually love each other. Give them hugs and cookies. It's restored my faith in our crazy world we live in. I've also learned that just because my father is Satan, or I have horns and a pointed tail, doesn't mean I have to follow society's expectations for me. I can actually be nice! So, I'd like to thank Jack for showing me those things." Mark finished. 

By the end of his speech, I found tears in the corners of my eyes. The class was in complete silence. I ran over to Mark and gave him a huge hug, tears falling out of my eyes. To my surprise, the class erupted into a wild applause. I pulled away from the hug, tears still staining my face. 

" Thanks Mark." I said, giggling softly. 

I looked over at Ms. Demi, only to see tears falling from her eyes. 

" Mark. What you said is 100% correct. Don't let anyone except you tell you who to be." Ms. Demi said strongly. 

The bell rang, and Mark and I walked out of class. 

" That was a great English class." I said cheerfully. 

" It really was." Mark replied. 

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