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Warning: Swearing

School. Absolute hell for you. A bunch of crowded people in a small area, all rushing to one destination. Absolutely disgusting. But, one place that was your heaven to this hell, was the library. Where everyone has to be silent. You sighed heavily as you waited for your bus. You scrolled and scrolled endlessly on instagram on your phone. You hear the bus' rumbling near. 

You walk up on the bus. Students in most of the seats. You passed a bunch of snickering girls. 

"Oh look who's here." The brunette muttered under her breath followed by giggles. 

You finally found an empty seat, which was sadly 3 seats away from the snickering girls. A dark haired boy sat across from you. You believed his name was Mark. You put on your headphones and tried to block out any sounds with your music. A few songs passed, until you were heavily interrupted. 

"HEY!" The brunette yelled in your ear as she yanked out your earbud. 

She stood in front of your seat. Ice coffee in hand. 

"What." You breathed out. 

Before she could say anything the bus driver yelled, 

"Can you please sit down?" 

"Oh yeah sorry!" She smiled innocently. 

She suddenly shoved into you, perfectly spilling her coffee all of you. 

"Oh.. I-I'm so sorry." She said in between laughs. 

"What the fuck.." You muttered. 

"I'm sorry, next time I'll be more careful." She grinned as she stood up from her seat.

"Bitch." You muttered. 

"I'm sorry what was that?" The brunette asked as she gave you an angry stare. 

Before you could  respond she dumped the rest of her coffee onto your head. 

"Opps."She smiled. 

"Miss! Please sit down!" The bus driver yelled. 

"Ok! Sorry!!" The brown haired girl as she moved up to her original seat. 

You unplugged your headphones and put them in your backpack. You looked down to your tattered clothes. There were coffee stains everywhere. You hair was dripping with coffee. 

"You can't be serious.." You whispered to yourself. 

You desperately to dry your drenched clothes. You eyes started to fill with water. Suddenly you got a gentle tap on the shoulder. You peer to your left to see the dark haired boy. 

"Here." He said gently as he extended his had with some napkins. 

"Oh.. Thank you.." You flashed a weak smile.

You grabbed the napkins and started to wipe your clothes dry. You sighed aloud and tied up your drenched hair. 

"Um.. you missed somewhere.." Mark said pointing to a part of your back. 

You tried to reach it. 

"Did I get it?" You asked. 

"Um....." His eyes looking at the stain. 

"Here." He said as he got up from his seat and sat next to you.

He grabbed the napkin from you hand. 

"Turn around." He asked. 

You followed. You felt that him wipe some of the wet coffee from your back. This was one of the first times someone actually helped you. You felt warmth heating up you cheeks. 

"I-Is it gone?" You whispered. 

"Eh.. not really. But, I think if you wash your shirt, the coffee stains will probably come out." He suggested. 

"Oh okay." You sighed. 

"What's your name?" Mark said as he met eyes with you. 

"___________." You blushed.

"Oh, I'm Mark." He smiled. 

"Well, thank you Mark for helping me.." You replied. 

"Do those girls do that often?" His face almost a foot away from you. 

"Yeah.. but It's alright.." You complied. 

"I don't think this is fine. Pouring coffee all over your clothes.." He said quietly almost so you couldn't hear.

The bus halted abruptly. You looked  outside to the window. You were at school. You stood up, the seat was coated with coffee. You walked into the aisle and left the seat. You got a few stares from people on the bus. You utterly reeked of coffee. Swiftly behind you was Mark. You stepped off the bus and quickly headed into the bathroom to try wash out the coffee. 

After desperately trying for a few minutes, the stains weren't getting any better. You sighed aloud. You could hear people heading to their classes. You quickly got out of he bathroom and headed to your class. Walking all the way to your class was humiliating. You got stares and obvious laughs. 

After school~ 

All eyes were on you when were walking in the hallway. You kept your head down. 

"________!" You heard a familiar voice call out. 

You turned around to see Mark walking up behind you. 

"Oh hi.." You said quietly. 

"I see that the stains didn't come out.." Mark said looking at your clothes. 

"Yeah.. I tried washing it out before.. it didn't work." You explained. 

Before he could respond, the laugh of a couple of students echoed around the hallway was their focus was on you. You bit your lip and clenched your hand. In a second, you felt a warmth around your shoulders. You looked to see that Mark's green jacket was placed around you. You smelled his scent from his jacket. Red rose to your cheeks as the thought lingered. 

"Wh-What are you doing?" You asked, looking at Mark. 

"This should cover it up..." He smiled. 

"Thank you.. but I-" You were cut off. 

"Look who it is." The brunette called from the side of the hall with her friends. 

"Mark.. You should leave." You whispered. 

Mark ignored you and stood in front of you. 

"Oh hey Markie! Since you're here, I was planning to ask you if you wanted to hang out this weekend at my place." The brown haired girl smirked. 

"What do you even want." Mark said coldly. 

"What do you mean?" The brunette asked innocently. 

"Stop joking around. You know what I mean." His point was clear. 

Her eyes turned cold and dark. 

"Why the fuck are you sticking up for that girl." She rolled her eyes. 

There was a pause. 

"You don't even know her!" She gave out a short laugh. 

"It doesn't matter if I know her or not. The point is that making people feel humiliated and worthless is absolutely disgusting." He exclaimed. 

There was another pause. 

"She never did anything to you and you continue to treat her like shit. You know she could have told a teacher or anyone. But, she didn't to save your fucking ass. You guys really disgust me." Mark angrily said. 

The brunette was speechless. Before she could respond Mark turned around and grabbed your hand. He tugged you along beside him, walking to the entrance outside. When you finally reached your destination he let go of your hand. 

"Are you okay?" He asks sincerely. 

"Yeah.. Thank you.." You responded shyly. 

"Why did you help me?" You asked, trying not to look him in the face. 

"This morning on the bus... When they spilled that coffee on you... When I saw your face.. I wanted to protect you.." He said quietly as he tried to look away to hide his blush. 

Red sprung across your face. 

"I just hope now that they won't bother you." Mark breathed out. 

"Mmm." You agreed looking at the floor.

You were so happy and relieved that someone finally helped you. You're eyes started to fill up with water. You were so happy. 

"Hey? Are you okay?" Mark said gently as he stepped forward. 

You were nearly almost touching. 

"Y-Yeah.. I'm just so happy that you helped me." You smiled. 

Mark quickly embraced you. Your head on his chest and his arms wrapped behind you. 

"I'm glad... I want to see you smile like that everyday." 

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