Chapter 07: Maybe.
After they both sat back down in their seats they kept their heads down the entire time with their faces red. After finishing class Alex left as quickly as he could but before he could leave he heard something.
"You like him."
He froze when he heard the voice behind him, with his eyes open, he began to slowly turn around to look at the person who was speaking to him.
"And then you like him, that boy, Alex." Mark asked again with a mocking smile on his face. Amused at how flustered Alex got at his question.
He didn't know how to answer the question he had just asked him, this man had a relationship with his father and from what he saw, he could be his new father. And I honestly didn't know how to feel about that.
"T-that's not something you care about." She didn't know where she had gotten the courage to talk to him like that, since he had always been the shy and withdrawn type of person, but she couldn't take back her words anymore.
Not wanting to talk to him anymore, she turned her back on him and started walking down the hallway, trying to ignore him.
Mark's face hadn't changed, he still had that smile on his face, not caring about the way Alex had just responded to him.
"Wow, how rude you are, I was just curious, there was no mistake in responding that way." Without caring, he began to walk behind Alex, with a relaxed step and with his smile always present.
Before he could walk any further, large hands grabbed him by the waist.
Mark's head rested on her shoulder, his smile ever present.
His hands grabbed Alex's waist gently, without giving him time to make his way through his path touching her thin waist.
""Ssniff"".
"Your hair smells really good."
"And your waist is so delicate and soft just like your dad's." He said it after seeing him smell the black hair that reached his shoulders.
"Dad."
Pushing Mark away, Alex walked away from him, her face red, from what he was doing.
"What are you trying to do?"
"Do not touch me".
"And who I like, or who I'm with is none of your business."
Alex's words didn't make him angry, it just made him put on an amused smile. "Wow, you're trying to ignore what I just said about your father."
"You're trying to pretend you haven't heard what I just said about your father."
That made him look surprised before trying to deny that he had heard or seen anything:
"I don't know what you're trying to say, I don't know anything you're talking about." It was a flimsy excuse, but he couldn't think of any other way he could deny it at that moment.
"Don't play dumb, I know you were spying on us while we were doing it, he's in the room tomorrow."
"When we thought you were gone, but it turns out you came back later just to see us, do it for the first time in the house."
Alex's face was getting redder and redder, Mark didn't know if it was because of embarrassment or because of how angry he was, but he still continued to tease him without caring.
Without saying anything else, Alex left for his next class, turning his back on Mark, leaving him talking alone.
The rest of the day was a bit blurry for him, he had already forgotten what he had seen that morning at home, that morning he also had that mind after running out of his house towards school after seeing his dad and his now new teacher.
It was difficult not to forget what he had seen after what he had done with Sam in the middle of the room, after all that in his opinion was more shocking.
Another thing was that he had never acted so bold, he was never the one to take the initiative for anything, not that he didn't like Sam.
He had always been one of the withdrawn ones, he wouldn't talk to anyone if someone didn't talk to him first, that's why they always teased him because he was small, delicate like a little girl. But even though she had some boyish features, her hips did not have curves, nor did she have a big butt.
In the end it was just that, someone who looked like a woman but not completely.
That's also why he liked Sam so much, she was like him, but more confident, more feminine, her hips had curves and her butt was just perfect, so soft just thinking about his hand touching it again turned him on.
It was just strange, he didn't know if he had done all that, just because of what he had seen that morning, or because he simply liked Sam so much that he couldn't stand his teasing anymore and decided to do something to respond to him.
That's why it scared him so much, he didn't know if it was real, what he was feeling, or just an empty feeling of overflowing lust.
He didn't want to hurt Sam's feelings, it scared him in a way he couldn't describe not being able to reciprocate or have his feelings reciprocated with the same love for each other.
I didn't want to disappoint him or come away disappointed.
He didn't know what to do.
His head was a mess and Mark reminding him of what he had seen that morning did not help him think correctly, and he could not come up with the answer he needed.
He spent the whole day thinking about it, and in the end he couldn't think about anything or concentrate on the day's classes, earning several scoldings from the teachers throughout the day.
In the end he had been left staring and eyes blank as he thought all day long, the only thing that could wake him up from his stupor was the school bell announcing that they were closing the school and that all the students should leave.
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Short chapters from here on out, I've been very busy these last few days and I'm only going to be busier over the next few weeks.
But I will try to update the story, even if it is one chapter a week.
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