"I can't believe this! How could he lie to me like this?!" I storm around my room while Grace just sits on my bed. Her head in her hands.

"He didn't lie to you. He just didn't tell you yet. Or any of us. It would be lying if you asked and he said no." She shrugs.

"But all the signs I've given him! All the signs he's given me! I literally CHANGED CLOTHES in front of him! I basically threw myself at him and I got nothing in response!"

"Calm down, he just doesn't see what's in front of him yet. He'll notice how great you are in time."

"That's what everyone keeps saying! Everyone kept telling me that he likes me and I was actually dumb enough to believe them!" I sit down on my computer chair. I take a deep breath. "He gave me this." I pull the small box out of my pocket and hand it to Grace.

She opens the box and gasps. "He gave you a promise ring?"

I throw my hands into the air, "I guess!"

"So he gave you this...then he told you?"

"He sure did. After I told him how I felt." Tears well up in eyes. I blink them back; one slips away.

We both sit in silence.

"Could it be, maybe Mark never liked me?"

"No way honey! After everything I've seen there's no way. He's just confused. He's a boy. They're really dumb."

"But he's not," I mumble to myself.

*Time skip to next week*

"Okay, but what I'm saying is we haven't seen each other since my birthday. I really think we should talk this through." I hear him sigh on the other side of the phone.

"I've just been really busy, 'kay?"

"With her?"

He pauses.

"I just don't get it. I didn't even know you two talked and now all of a sudden you guys are dating? This all seems really out of the blue."

"I don't want to talk about this now. She's here. I'll talk to you when I can."

He hangs up.

"UGH!" I throw my phone across my room. It hits the piture I have on my dresser, knocking it over. I hear a crack.

Great. I think to myself.

I make my way over to the picture. I pick it up. It reveals broken glass pieces and a picture showing me and Mark. His right arm was around me and both of my arms were wrapped tight around him. My eyes were closed, because my lips were pressed up against his right cheek. His right eye was closed due to his cheek being squished. He had on a red shirt with a single white, horizontal line going through the chest area. I was in a simple a-line galaxy dress. Mark had given me this picture in the frame for my fifteenth birthday. I place the picture in the first drawer of my dresser.

A/n
I uploaded another video this morning if you haven't seen it be sure to check it out! Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter it was more of a filler. :/