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Things seemed to start to get better for Mark. The teasing had stopped, and he could finally wear what he wanted to without seeing his body being vandalized. He had gained a small group of friends, who he hung out with often. He finally felt accepted, and he liked that.

The rest of Mark's high school career was great. His grades were good, his attitude was good. The next three years of his life flew by with his newfound friends, taking him all the way to his senior graduation.

He graduated happily, finally being free from school. He celebrated with his friends and family, finally becoming an adult and being able to live his free life.

The next three years flew by, too. Before he knew it, he was twenty two year old man who had his own apartment to himself, and a good paying job.

But he started to get worried this year. His small group of friends had slowly diminished, getting writings on their bodies from their other halves. They had met up with their soul mates, going and living happy lives with each other while Mark was still stuck alone.

All because of a stupid mistake he made as a child.

;

On an early October day of his twenty second year, Mark sat around his house wondering about everything and anything on his day off.

He sat in front of his coffee table, staring blankly at the television. He wore a short sleeve shirt, along with black joggers; his comfortable clothes on his days off.

He stared blankly as his arm twitched, making his eyes dart down to it. He watched carefully as words started to appear.

Grocery List:
•Milk
•Dinosaur Chicken Nuggets
•Muffins
•Ramen
•Cheese
•Rice
•Dryer Sheets
•LOTS AND LOTS OF MOVIES
•Chocolate
•Shampoo

Mark cocked an eyebrow, watching as the list went down his arm. He was confused, wondering why this was appearing on his arm. Didn't the other person know that once you write something on yourself, it disappeared from your own skin and transferred to someone else's?

He shook his head, grabbing a pen from the table and rewriting the list onto his own arm. He watched as the words sunk into his skin and disappeared.

Oh, thanks. I'm stupid!!!

He saw appear on his wrist, as the list faded away and just the small note stayed.

No problem...

Mark wrote, biting his lip and putting the cap back on the pen. He stared blankly again, watching as more words appeared.

Long time no write, huh?

He saw, coming right under the previous writing. He uncapped the pen again, sighing. He couldn't believe he was doing this.

Yeah. You ruined my life, you know, for a while.

He wrote, watching as the other responded quickly.

What????? I'm sorry!!!!!!

Whatever.

Can you at least tell me who you are? I've been dying to know...

I am who I am.

Come on... I'll tell you who I am

...

Pleeeaaaassssseeee!!!!!

Mark sighed, pressing the back end of the pen to his temples as he contemplated what to say.

You tell me first.

Okay!!!!! I'm Jackson!!!! Who are you, soul mate?!

Mark felt his heart stop as he read down his wrist. Jackson? A boy's name? That can't be right.

Excuse me?

What?... I'm Jackson. I'm sure you've got a cute name, girl!!!!!

My name is Mark.

Mark waited a while for a response.

You mean... Markella?? Marcie??? Markquisha??????

?? My name is Mark.

Haha, you're funny. Don't play tricks on me, girl!! Tell me your name~

I told you. My name is Mark.

But I'm a boy. You can't be a boy.

Well I'm not gonna lie and say I'm a girl.

Stop playing with me !!!

I'm not playing?

I'm not gay

Me neither.

Bro.

Bro?

BRO. WE'RE BROMATES.

I'm gonna go now...

NO! Wait!!! I wanna know you

Bye

Fine!!!! I'll write all over you, then~

Mark sighed, holding a hand to his forehead as he watched a bunch of small drawings appear on his skin.

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a/n: arent my drawings a+??? I'm not just a writer I'm also an artist

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