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Love & Affection <3 PART 2
this is a continuation of part 1 =] ___ Me:WHAT!? Oh.. it's you.. Sorry Mark.(giggling) Mark:Hey... Me:(What are you doing back here? Mark:Just thought I'd pay you a visit.. Me:Thanks for coming.. Mark:Tired? Me:Yep. Mark:What happened..? Me:I went to a club last night with my friend, she got a little drunk, couldn't find her for a while.. and when I did find her it was 2am. Soo.. yeahh Mark:You go out to parties? Me:Once in a blue moon.. I don't like partying so much. I'm a baby.. (giggling a bit) Mark:By that you mean? Me:I'd rather be on a roller coaster ride than being at a club.. Mark:Me too. Me:Seems like we got somethin' in common.. Mark:Yep, so how'd the call go? Me:They haven't called back yet.. So no luck on that job. Thanks for the help though.. Mark:Of course you got the job. Me:Really? How do you know? Mark:I..uh.. I work for Michael too.. Me:Oh cool! So you've met the man himself, huh? Mark:I know alot about him, believe me on that. Are you a fan? Me:You bet! I can't wait to see him. I wonder if he'll like me as an assisstant..(giggling) Mark:Oh he'll love you.. Me:How do you know? Mark:I just know that. Well, are you goin' anywhere today? Me:I was actually gonna go to the fair tonight.. Mark:Oh, I'm going there too. Maybe we can go together? Me:Sounds good. Mark:I'll pick you up.. Me:Uh, this is only my 2nd say knowing you.. I don't really trust strangers too much.. so I'll meet you there. Mark:Soo.. Can I call you then? Me:Yea.. I guess.(gives him my number) Mark:Ok, see you later.. Me:(smiles)Bye. Later that night... I was currently getting ready to meet my new friend at the fair, I wore black skinny jeans, a plaid shirt that looks just like this one: http://www.wetseal.com/assets/ws/product_images/41483947660_th.jp g and a pair of flats that matched my shirt. Minutes before I left, Mark called my phone and gave me the okay to leave. I walked there because it wasn't that far. I waited up in that little spot where Mark told me to meet him. Minutes later, I saw him walking up to me. He didn't have on a hoody this time, he was dressed up, but he did still have his shades on. He looked very familiar but I couldn't put my finger on who he looked like. Me:Hey Mark.(hugging him & thinking to myself)This guy smells really really good.. Mark:(hugging me back)Hi, someones a little friendly tonight.. Me:(smiling & breaking the hug)I just feel a little better since earlier thats all.. Mark:Oh..(giggling)Okay.(looking at me)Well you look different outside your work stuff.. Me:I've been told.(smiling)You look different too. You kinda look like.. I don't even know.. I can't put my finger on it. Mark:(laughing nervously)We should hurry and get in, probably.. Me:Yeah.. So mark and I payed for our little wristband to all those awesome rides. Before we got to all the good stuff, we played some games for prizes. He was really good at them because his arms were filled with a bunch of stuffed animals. I only had one, haha I suck! Fun, fun and fun passed but we weren't done yet. Mark told me that he wanted to save the roller coaster for last before we left the place, and I agreed. We walked to the entrance and waited in line, when we reached the front, we showed them the wristbands, and sat next each other on one of the roller coaster cars. Mark:You ready? Me:Yep. You? Mark:Yep. The security made sure that we were in the roller coaster seats tight enough, just so we don't go flying out. After we were all checked, the guy went and started the roller coaster. Of course it was slow at first because it was only going up, but once we reached to the very top of it, the roller coaster charged down so fast, I felt my skin pulling back. It was a bit scary but this is what I love about these things. The wind was so powerful, it knocked Mark's glasses off and they went flying to who knows where.. He was hiding his face away from me as if he was hiding something, eventually I got a glance at him and.. OMG! Me:You liar! You're not Mark! You're Michael Jackson..
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