Mark looked at Jack, seeing he was distracted by something, so he followed jack's eyes to their hands. Mark blushed and let go of jack's hand. Then, he remembered he had to tell jack the drawing was his. "jack, I have to tell you something..." Jack looked at mark, "what do you have to tell me?" He asked.

You know the drawing we were talking about earlier. I know who drew it and I never got to tell you..." Mark explained. Jack smiled a bit, "well you can tell me now" he said smiling.

"yeah... It was... It was m-" Mark was cut off by the nurse coming back. The nurse came back and told jack to seat in the chair behind him and mark, jack nodded and sat down. The nurse then did a small check up on jack and while she was doing that jack looked at mark and smiled more, "you can still tell me, I'm listening" he said smiling.

"It was um... It was..." insecurity struck Mark, he didn't know how Jack would react. All these thoughts and insecurities made Mark's head spin. Mark quickly ran to the trash can and started vomiting. Jack covered his eyes as mark started to throw up in the trash can. The nurse sighed and looked at jack and then mark, "he has a few cuts and bruises but other wise he is fine" she said simply. Jack took his hand away from his eyes and got up from the chair and walked over to mark and rubbed his back a bit as he threw up.

Mark felt horribly stupid. The nervousness had finally gotten to him. He blushed as he felt Jack rub his back, then he finally stopped puking... Jack smiled at mark and grabbed a napkin and wiped some vomit off Marks face.

Mark felt his cheeks heat up as Jack wiped his face. He felt a small smile creep up onto his lips. Mark was about to say something when the bell rang, signalling that it was lunchtime. Jack smiled at mark, "maybe you can tell me at lunch, if you want" he said smiling at mark before walking out of the nurse office and found his friend, Felix, and walked with to lunch and sat at their table.