Catch up to Tiffany.

Mark caught up to the girl he admired most, her wet hair was done in a ponytail and her cheerleaders top was drenched and stuck to her body tightly.

“Tiffany! Hey wait up!” he called out from behind.

She turned her head to see Mark approached, she gave him a small smile with her arms crossed, shivering from the cold.

“You were great tonight. At the cheerleading I mean,” he said, wanting to make her smile more.

“Thanks Mark,” she replied as the two quickly walked in the direction of East Hall. “Shame about this weather though, I’m going straight to the showers once I get back.”

Tiffany was shivering. Mark took off his oversized jacket and wrapped it around her wet shoulders. “Here, I can’t let you be walking out here in this weather without a little warmth.”

It was a simple gesture that meant a ton to her, “Always such a gentleman Mark.”

Arriving back at East Hall, they now stood undercover out the front where Tiffany handed him back the jacket and thanked him once more.

“Hey Tiff!” he called out as she began to walk instead. She stopped right before opening the door and waited to here what Mark had to say outside.

“Did you wanna maybe go out for dinner and a movie tomorrow night or something?” he said, building up the courage to ask that.

Obviously he knew she was keen on Travis and vise versa but he didn’t know if they were just messing around or if they were pretty much official.

Tiffany gave him almost an apologetic smile when he said it. That gave away her answer right there. “I’m sorry Mark, I really am but I’m with Travis, it’s not official yet but we’re pretty much an item now.”

Yep, as suspected, it felt like a stab in the heart for Mark. As if Tiffany and Travis were pushing a knife in together, crushing his heart.

Tiffany came up and gave him a big hug, her wet damp body still felt nice on him. “I don’t want to lose you as a friend though Mark.”

“Yeah uh of course not.”

Mark held her just for a second longer, he could feel the outline of her sports bra from under the cheer top.

Breaking away from the hug, Tiffany gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked back inside East Hall to go and get a shower.

Standing just undercover outside East Hall, Mark listened to the heavy rain. He was feeling miserable tonight. All the girls he was really pining over right now were taken or would never go for someone like Mark.

It may be a long semester...