It was the night before Mark and his family would be leaving LA to S.Korea. As Mark layed on his bed-he stared around at his now bare room. His desk was cleared of all the usual clutter of text books, computer, paper and pens. His closet was completely empty- with most of his clothes packed in his suitcase and the rest in boxes that would be shipped over later- along with the rest of his and his families belongings. Mark felt morose realizing this would be the last time he would be sleeping in his room, in this house-the house he and his brother grew up in. He reflected on all the great times he had while living under this roof. Remembering when his parents brough home his brother from the hospital after he was born. Mark was absolutely obssessed with his new baby brother. He remembers sleeping in his brothers nursery every night, because he didn't want his brother to be alone. As his brother grew- he would dote on him any chance he could. Always doing whatever his younger brother wanted to. Playing hide-n-go seek, to more recently staying up until the early hours of the morning playing video games. For a long time his brother was his only friend. Mark was a quiet kid and did not have any friends when he was younger. But he never felt alone because he always had Joey. It wasn't until high school that Mark made his first group of friends and that was all thanks to Skylar. 

The thought of Skylar brought his alreadly low mood-down even further. They had not spoken since she left his house the other day. He has tried calling and leaving text messages, but she refuses to answer. It is frustrating and it makes him angry. But more than anything it hurt him. She of all people know how he is and he thought that she understood him. It was upsetting to realize that maybe she didn't understand as much as he thought. He was afraid that he would leave tomorrow and never see or hear from her again. The thought of never speaking to her again pained him more than he could bear. He reached for his phone and decided to try and call her again. 

He pulled up her name in his contacts and hit the call button. 

It just kept ringing and then finally went to voicemail. He let out a sigh and scratched his head in frustration. 

Maybe she would answer his text. 

"Sky...can you please answer my calls, or respond to my texts..."

"I'm leaving tomorrow..my flight is at 6am and I would REALLY like to see you or at least talk to you before I leave..."

5 minutes went by without a response... but he could see that she read it...

"Skylar please..I don't want to leave things like this!"

"I still want to be with you...I don't want my moving to change that...I love you Sky."

Mark just stared at his phone. She really was just going to ignore him and not respond. He knew she was stubborn, but he never thought her to be cruel. Mark dropped his phone on to the bed-feeling exhausted. He knew that him moving was hard on her, but it was even harder on him. He just didn't underst...he suddenly heard the 'ding' letting him know he received a text. He quickly grabbed his phone and opened the message.

"I'm just not ready to talk Mark...just...maybe call me when you arrive to let me know you got there safe...i'm sorry.."

Mark was dumbfounded. He didn't not expect her to say that..He would have rather her not respond than respond like that. He didn't know how to respond to something like that...Does this mean its over? I mean, she isn't even going to see me before I leave..thats it!? Call me when you arrive..."What the Sky" he muttered

"Yea..ok.."he messaged back. 

He honestly didn't know what else to say. If he was to say he was hurt before- well it was nothing compared to the way he felt now. He put his phone on his charger-and on silent. He got under his covers and decided to just go to sleep. And as much as he hated it-he was unable to stop the tears that fell down his cheeks as he fell asleep. 

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The following morning Mark and his family were all loaded into the car that would take them to the airport. His parents were talking-to his brother and he assumed  to him as well; but he couldn't be bothered to listen. He was still upset with them. So he had his hoodie up and his ear phones in-listening to some random song on his playlist. Mark stared out the window lost in his own mind. As they drove past Skylars house; he could feel the depression taking a hold of him. A part of him didn't want to believe that his relationship could end like this. But with Skys text last night he knew that he somehow had to come to terms with the fact that it might really be over. 

They arrived at the airport about an hour before their flight would be taking off. After helping his father unload the bags from the trunk. He grabbed his suitcase and began to make his way inside the airport. 

"Mark, wait!" he heard someone yell behind him. Turning his head thinking it was his mother telling him he left something in the car he was shocked to see who it was that actually called out his name. 

Standing 20 feet away from him in her Pjs; with tears streaming down her face was Skylar. 

Mark was stunned. They both just stared at each other for what felt like forever. Neither one of them moving towards the other. Mark was afraid he was seeing things. Not really able to believe that she had come all the way down to the airport; and in her Pjs- that just wasn't like her. Skylar never went anywhere without looking her best. Seeing her dishevled appreance warmed Marks heart. He felt that this meant that she still loved him and that things would maybe be okay...

Marks father, mother and brothers eyes went back and forward between the two of them. Finally it was his mother who broke the silence. 

"Sweetie, why don't you guys take a few minutes to talk and say your goodbyes...We will wait for you inside." she said softly to Mark 

Mark looked at his mother for what felt like the first time in days and slowly nodded his head. His mother went over to Skylar and gave her a light hug. Saying her goodbyes and telling her to keep in touch. Skylar wiped at her eyes and nodded her head as well. His parents and younger brother headed inside leaving the two of them alone. 

It took Mark a few seconds, but he hesitantly made his way over to Skylar closing in the distance between them. As soon as he got in front of her. She threw herself into his arms. He face burried in his chest and quietly sobbed. Mark embraced her tightly. Not wanting to let her go. 

"I am SO sorry Mark...I..I've been so stupid." she sobbed louder

"Shhh..its okay Sky" he said softly; rubbing her back- making circle motions with his hands.

"No..No it's not..We.. No..I wasted our time...being stupid.. I just..I don't want you to go.."she choked out

"I don't want you to leave me..I don't want to break up" she said franticly

Mark pulled back from the embrace slightly and looked at her. Despite the tears and her red face she still looked beautiful.. He brought his lips to hers and kissed her lightly. Pulling back again he began wiping her tears with his fingers..

"We aren't going to break up Sky...It's going to be hard, but I love you and I want to be with you..We can make this work" he said calmly

"How? It's so far away..and its for so long" she grumbled. Resting her head against his chest. 

"We will call, text, skype...whatever we have to.. My mom said you could even visit during break.. And once senior year is done..we will be back together. In New York, like we always planned." he said hopefully.

"You're sure?" looking up at him; Mark could see the doubt in her eyes.

He nodded his head confidently. 

"Of course" He assured her.

"You never know Mark...you might find someone better..Korean girls are really pretty..Even the boys are pretty" she exclaimed

"The boys?" he laughed

"I've seen the videos...the guys are REALLY friendly.."she said seriously

Mark just laughed;giving her a kiss on the forehead.

"Sky, you know me..I probably won't even speak to anyone and who could be better than you Skylar" he chuckled

"Hmmm thats true...well that makes me feel a little better." she smiled.

Mark rolled his eyes; grinning. He was glad that things with Skylar were worked out. Now he could go to S.Korea-or hell  as he had begun to refer to it in his head- with a clear mind; knowing that his relationship was on good terms. He pulled her in for another hug; not wanting to let go but knowing that he had to. He knew that he had spent too long outside and was sure that his father would be out any moment to tell him that they needed to go or they would miss their flight..Reluctantly Mark pulled back from skylar;giving her one last kiss, before pulling away completely.

"Unfortunately,I got to get going..If we miss our flight my dad will kill me"he said

"Oh..yea, okay"skylar said miserably

"I love you, Sky" he said with a small smile

"I love you too, Mark...call me when you land..I don't care about the time" she said 

He nodded. Giving her one last smile before turning around and heading inside the airport. His family was waiting for him. They said nothing as he walked up to them. His mother just gave him a sad smile and touched his cheek. Mark, gave her a small smile in return. They went through security and were walking up to their gate when their flight was called. They each boarded the plane and settled into their seats. Mark with his brother and his parents in the seats in front of them. 

As they settled in; Joey turned his body towards Mark taping him on the shoulder to get his attention. Mark set his gaze on his brother giving him a questioning look.

"Is..everything okay with you and Sky? Did you make up?" he asked quietly

Mark smiled at him and nodded his head. Joey gave his older brother a large smile.

As they were told to shut off all electronic devices and that they would be taking off. Mark leaned his head back with a sense of relief. He was happy. Sure. He was moving to a completely different country-where at least he was able to speak the language thanks to taken Korean as his language class in high school. But he couldn't help but feel happy that he left things with Sky on good terms. Even though he would be starting at a new school where he knew no one and had no friends- he wasn't particulary worried about it. He was used to being alone. It was only recently because of Skylar that it changed, but as long as he knew that he still had her- he was fine with not having any friends at school. 

He thought back to Skylar being worried that he would find someone new. He couldn't help but laugh a little at the idea. It was such a ridiculous worry, but he supposed that's just how girls are. He couldn't imagine his feelings for her ever changing...Who could possibly be better than Sky? He thought to himself as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. 

A/N- Sooo..Mark has finally left LA and is on his way to S.Korea. I feel like I word vomitted all over this chapter and am not sure if it flowed well. I hope you liked it though. Let me know what you think. I will try and update again sometime next week. Thanks for sticking with this story-that I am not even sure where I am taking it to right now. lol Btw- Once Jackson makes his appreance in the story; we will see things from his POV as well. But the majority will be from Marks POV. :)