A Story #2

 "Hey"
  Mark passed by me and continued walking. Ignoring my presence in front of him. I didn't turned my head. I wasn't confused about the fact he just ignored me. I understand his behavior. To start,it was my fault.
  One week ago,I was a normal student who was sitting in History Class. It was a Monday and my sleepiness weren't helping much to focus on the teacher in front. I covered my mouth and yawned. "Hey" someone whispered. I looked beside me and Mark was calling me. I pointed myself and mouthed "Me?". He nodded and gave me a grin. "Sleepy?" he asked again. I nodded. Mark grabbed something out of his bag and toss  it to my table. It was a mint candy. I grabbed it and said thanks. He smiled and continued to pay attention to the teacher. I ate the candy. I couldn't stop smiling because that was the first time Mark ever talked to me.
   After that,we started to hang out together and  study together. Most of the time at his place and sometimes we study at the burger shop near school. Us being teenagers,we didn't study at all and talked about ourselves. "So you like indie bands?" asked Mark while eating a fry. I took a sip of my soda and said "What? Now you think  I'm a girl who acts like a hippy?". Mark laughed 'What? No! How can making songs about nature and poems about saving the earth makes you a hippy? Not to mention you like indie bands" I laughed at his joke. This was a secret joke between us. We talked about what the other person likes  and compared it to a person. For example,he likes flowers so I made a joke about him being a florist. We had the giggles (do guys giggle? Let's pretend Mark chuckle instead) for a minute. We continued to finish our meal and walked out of the burger shop. It was quiet for awhile. Mark scratched his non-itchy head. "So...I know this place downtown. It's a place where we can watch indie bands perform." I looked at him with a grin. "Are you asking me to a date,Mark?" I asked. Mark's face was red and he covered it with his hands.(I think it's cute when guys do that XD ) "Umm...yeah.Will you go to watch an indie band with me?" said Mark shyly. I  smiled and said this cooly. "Yes" Mark smiled and offered to drop me off at my home. I accepted and we both were smiling. Although,we both kept a cool attitude,we both know that each of our hearts was thumping wildly.
   At 7 o'clock, Mark arrived in his usual attire in front of my house. I promised my mom to be back early and closed  the door. "So,are you ready?" asked Mark with his hands in his pocket. I nodded. Mark stopped walking and face me. "Before that" He handed me a keychain with a flower of Gardenia. I knew the meaning of this flower. We once talked about it at the burger shop. I looked at him shyly and he smiled. We both head to Mark's car and drove to the place he told me.The night was amazing. We get to hear amazing indie bands,got to be on stage with them and we took pictures with them. It was 9 o'clock and Mark promised to send me home now. So we got into the car with smiles on our face. "Did you see those members? They were so cool letting us hanging out with them" I said. "Heck yeah! We should go there every Wednesday night!" said Mark. "So, Indie Night?" I asked while looking at him. "Indie Night!" Mark grinned and continued to drive. It was a stormy night but we didn't worry much because my house was near.It was just a 10 minute drive to Mark's house after my house. The wind was howling and the rain makes it harder for Mark to drive because he couldn't see the road clearer. "Umm,do you think we should stop?" I asked Mark. "Nah,I promised your mom to get you home early" he said while focusing on the road. "Okay then." Suddenly,a lightning happened and it hit a tree besides the road. The tree fell due to the lightning. Mark avoided the tree but the the road was too slippery. The next thing I knew,it was dark.
   It was raining and everyone was wearing black.My mom cried in the shoulders of my father. My aunts and uncles were there. Including the ones who lived far away from us. I was weird out of this occasion. The last time my relatives came because of my grandmother's funeral. Tears started to fell. 'No,it can't be'. I searched for a face that has to be there and I saw him. Mark with his head bandaged. I exhaled a breath of relief. 'Why is Mark crying?'. I saw Mark crying near a coffin. I wanted to go closer but somehow I can't feel my legs. Instead, I was near him without walking. "Hey. Wake up" said Mark. He was sobbing now. "Hey. Who told you to sleep? We need to study again at the burger shop". He hung his head low. "We promised Indie Night together." I looked into the coffin and I saw me. Wearing a white dress while holding a Gardenia at my chest. I remembered everything now. We crashed into another car. Mark somehow survived it while my head was bleeding so much and my legs were stuck. "Hey! Don't leave me like this. I still need you!" Mark was crying. I managed to opened my eyes and wiped his tears. "Mark..." I smiled and closed my eyes,knowing I wouldn't opened them again.
   Mark still blames himself for my death. I tried so many times to communicate to him. I wanted to tell it was my fault. It was my fault to go early. I should have insisted to stay at the place more longer to wait until the rain finished. After my funeral, I didn't go anywhere. All I could go to was to Mark. I didn't know why but one day I figured it out. I must make Mark forget me.