Don't forget me when you find out who you are

Chapter 2: Meeting Mark

Hey so heres the next part sorry its short  so comment whatever PLEASE i want to know what you think even if you hate it more then brussel sprouts (uuugh) (but again don't be to mean) =)

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Tammie:

Everyone was staring at me confused but no where near as confused as I was .My eyes were watering and I felt like crawling in to a ball and hiding. But instead I dropped my photo album and ran as fast as I could out the class room. The tears were pouring out my red puffy eyes and my face was burning in anger and pain and embarrassment. I got in to the hall way, I couldn't hear anything, everything was a blur with the one fact standing out  

'I was adopted'  

I had so many questions but I didn't want them answered, I just wished I had picked a different album, and not have found out. 

I didn't know where I was running to; I just let my feet take me forward and out the school completely oblivious of where I was. I ran into the street, as cars swerved too avoid me and passers by shouted at me to move. I felt hot and tired, running until I stopped. 

My house, I'd run to my house.  

I banged on the front door with my fists, but no answer. I whacked and whacked the door until my fists hurt and I fell to the floor my eyes clenched shut. 

I wanted to be alone and to cry, I wanted to scream at someone and shout, I wanted to feel normal again and less venerable, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. 

"Are you ok?" I heard a sweet boys voice ask 

I turned round to see green eyes staring at me full of worry 

I was stunned by the boy's dark short hair. He had no t-shirt and his hard abs were glinting in sweat making him even more irresistible. He looked about the same age as me but I'd never seen him around before. 

"Um yeah I just um" I didn't know what to say. He was looking concerned and stood awkwardly not really sure what to do or say. 

"Are you sure" he asked as he sat down next to me. 

"Yeah just a momentary breakdown" I joked with barely any conviction 

"Well that's good" he said "because I hate to see pretty girls cry" 

All of a sudden the allure of godliness around him lessened from the cheesiness of that line. It made me want laugh. He must of noticed a small smile cracking on my lips because "I must be hilarious because I've already made you laugh" he said his cheeks turning read in embarrassment and pretending to be angry 

"Sorry it's just that was terrible it makes me want to roll on the floor" I laughed 

"I try" was his response while flashing me a heart breaking smile 

"Thanks" I said 

"For what" 

"Making me feel better" 

"Anytime" he pulled me in to huge comfy bear hug that made me feel safe. 

When he released me he stated "you know we're already hugging and I don't even know your name" 

"It's Tammie" I said not even caring he was a stranger 

"Mark, and do you live here?" he asked 

"Well that's kind of why I'm sitting on the porch" sarcasm has always been a great tool for me even when I feel worse then shit. "What about you?" 

"I just moved in across the street" he pointed to a house with moving trucks parked in front of it. "I was unloading boxes when I noticed you" hence the sweat. As soon as I noticed that I suddenly realised I must look TERRIBLE from crying. I was standing in front of one of the cutest boys I'd ever seen and I must have mascara running down my face red cheeks and puffy eyes (I know I have a boyfriend but that doesn't mean I don't want to look good in front of hot guys) so I smiled sweetly and asked "do you think I could use your bathroom?" 

He nodded and smiled then took my hand and led me across the road to his house

Noah: 

I watched Tammie leave the room in tears and I wanted to follow her but I new she would want to be alone for a bit so I decided I'd go at lunch. When she started to cry I felt terrible. She's been my best friend since as long as I can remember and when I see her crying I want to cry and when she laughs I laugh, its always been like that and always will, but to see something hurting her that much, she never cries in front of people and when she does cry its over something important. She's the strongest girl I know (emotionally not physically even though she is pretty strong) and is normally the one cheering me up. I needed to find out. But should I try and look in the book?

SHOULD I LOOK OR SHOULDN'T I?

Why I should look

* I need (and want) to understand why she was so upset.

Why I shouldn't look

* If she wanted people to know she would have told them

Why I should look

* But I'm not people I'm her best friend

Why I shouldn't look

* It's an evasion of privacy

Why I should look

* If I look I can defend or stand up for her if other people find out

Why I shouldn't look

* It's clearly something bad from the way she ran out and if she wants you to know she will tell me.

It was a tie breaker but I new not looking was the right thing to do. She's my best friend and whilst we share every thing we still have tot accept each others privacy. I will still comfort her when I see her no matter if I know or don't know what it's I about  

Suddenly I noticed Mr Briggs being nosey and peering down at the album. 

"Mr Briggs?" I shouted startling him 

"Yes Noah"  

"I think it would be best if no one looked at the album unless Tammie says it's ok or shows it to us" 

"Of course" he agreed " I was just about tell every one exactly that".