I walked into the lunch line, chatting with Mark about a new video game coming out soon. People were staring at the two of us. Either from our speeches in English, or the fact that God's and Satan's sons were talking, and not at each other's throats.

" -- and apparently there's some sort of grandma demon thing--" Mark said excitedly.

I smiled softly. I loved seeing him get so excited about these things. His eyes were filled with the prospect of something new and exciting. It was invigorating to watch.

" That'll be $1.51." the lunch lady said drearily.

I told her my number and walked out of the lunch line with Mark. I sat down at my normal lunch table with Felix, Ethan, and now Marzia, Mark, and Tyler.

" Greetings y'all." Tyler said with a wave of his hand.

Ethan laid his head on Tyler's shoulder, and sighed contently. Tyler looked down and smiled at him. I thought about if someday, that could be Mark and I. We hadn't spoken about what happened last night. It was as if it was a unspoken agreement. I wished he would talk about it. At least tell me if I did a good job! I looked over at his perfect face, wishing I could kiss it again. The way he giggled at some joke Ethan cracked. The way his nose crinkled in laughter... just everything. 

" So... anyone got a date for the December dance?" Felix asked.

The question rattled me. Normally I had already asked some sort of slutty girl by now, but for some reason, I was hoping a certain someone would step forward... 

" I do!" Ethan exclaimed, " Him."

Ethan pointed to a blushing Tyler.

" Fe decided to ask me, and I said yes." Marzia said cutely.

Everyone had a date. Except me. I forced a strained smile.

" I do... my couch." I joked, trying to make myself feel better.

" C'mon Jack. How does Jack, the Jack, not have a date yet?" Ethan teased.

I decided to cast my line. If Mark wanted to take me, he'd get the hint. Hopefully. 

" Ah, shut up. I'll say yes to the right person. Just they haven't asked yet." I said, taking my dangerous leap.

" OH SHIT BOI WHO IS THE ONE?" Ethan cried, grabbing his hair.

" That... is a secret." I said curtly.

" Ooooh... INTERROGATION!" Felix yelled, " You have to tell! No breaking the bro code!"

Ethan and Felix ran up to me. Felix yanked my arms behind the chair, and Ethan got in my face. I rolled my eyes, preparing myself for the 10 year old drill. 

" So... do we know them?" Ethan said questioningly.

Before I answered, I stole a quick glance at Mark. He seemed to be listening intently, hoping for a right answer. Hopefully, my right answer. Our right answer. I knew I already had one foot in the pot of hot water, so I might as well throw in the other.

" Yes." I said flatly.

" Good... good. Are they an angel or a devil?" Ethan asked.

Shit. Should I answer right or lie. I stole another quick glance at Mark. He seemed practically on the edge of his seat. He was chewing on the bottom half of his lip. I decided to be... truthful.

" Ummm. Devil." I smirked.

" IS THAT THE TRUTH?" Ethan shouted at me.

" Yes!" I cried.

" OoooOOOoooh! Jack never likes devils! Scandalous!" Ethan said sarcastically. " Okay... we know them... they're a devil..."

Ethan got a cute half smile on his face. Oh shit.

" Is it a guy, or a girl?" Ethan said, grinning a toothy grin.

Of course Ethan had to bring out the whole gay thing. But, it's not like it's a secret. 

" I fuckin' hate you Ethan..." I muttered.

" Awww, love you too Jackaboy!" Ethan exclaimed.

I stole one, final glance towards Mark. His eyes were filled with hope and excitement. He had an eager smile. Maybe my right answer was his too. Hope surged through my veins. I sucked in a deep breath. I've got this. 

" A--a g--uy." I stammered, a huge blush spreading like a wildfire on my face.

Ethan smirked the smirkiest of smirks.

" Can Felix lemme go now?" I whined, trying to change the subject before it was too late.

" Nope!" Ethan said cheerfully.

Something in Ethan's brain must've clicked. Ethan looked over at Mark slyly. 

" Do they have ravishing red hair, a devilish smile, and a father called Satan?" Ethan chimed.

I groaned.

" Ethan!" I hissed, " Why the fuck are you doin' this to me?"

" Because, you're running from something you want. I'm being a good friend. You've sometimes have to be strong and face these things head on in order to get anywhere. You guys won't get anywhere if one of you doesn't own up to it, so it might as well be you." Ethan said, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I breathed in deeply. Time to be brave.

" Y--yes." I stammered, " CAN FE LEMME GO!" 

Felix released his grip on my wrists. I sat up straight and resumed eating my lunch. Mark stared at me intently, his eyes never stopping to scan me. 

" Jack... are you serious?" Mark asked softly. 

" Um... uh... yeah... You're just a super neat guy and I like ya' a lot. Sorry if I ruined anythin'." I replied. 

" You didn't ruin a thing! This is great..." Mark said cheerily, " So... um... Jack. Will you go to the Winter Dance with me?" 

I looked over at Mark, my mouth slightly opened. 

" OhMyFuckinGoodnessYES!" I shouted, hugging Mark tightly. 

Mark hugged my back tightly, laying his head on my shoulder. Mark pulled away and gave me a passionate kiss. I kissed back tenderly, Mark's emotions and passion coursed through my veins, like a fresh cup of coffee on a winter day. Mark pulled away, resting his forehead on mine. I sighed contently. A bang on the table startled me. I jumped back, placing a hand on my heart. 

" Jesus Christ." I whispered, clutching my chest. 

" THAT'S $20 FELIX!" Ethan shouted, raising his fist in the air. 

" Damn it Ethan..." Felix grumbled. 

Felix pulled out a crumpled $20 bill from his pocket, and grudgingly handed it over to Ethan. Ethan smiled, placing the bill in his pocket. 

" What?" Mark said, looking at me, then back to Ethan and Felix. 

" I bet y'all would kiss sometime in the next two weeks. Felix bet otherwise." Ethan said, clasping his hands together. 

" You were owed that money last ni--." Mark started. 

I elbowed him in the side. 

" SHUT IT DUMBASS!" I shouted. 

Mark just giggled. I felt exhilarated. Mark actually like liked me. I sighed dreamily and laid my head on the table. I had a date. And my date was the only person I ever actually... A thought shot through my brain. Did I actually love Mark? I think I did. But young love can always cloud your mind. Could I even love him? Can angels and devils love each other? So many unanswered questions flew through my mind.

 I looked over at Mark, laughing with the others. Tears were streaming from his eyes. Ethan slammed his fist on the table, crying with laughter. I knew what I felt towards Mark. 

I do love him. 

AWW! Ships!! I was thinking of a possible smut scene in the future, but I haven't wrote any in awhile, and I'm not sure if anyone would want any in this story. Tell me in the comments!

~ Dusty