Chapter 2: Stand Up

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My alarm went off at 6 am and I slam the snooze button hard and get dressed. I spent hours upon hours telling my parents everything there was to know about Marcus and Martinus Gunnarsen and why I loved them so much.

I even made them listen to every single one of their songs and it was like two in the morning when I finally hit the sack. It was worth it. I pick out a black cropped top with Mac and Tinus's picture on it with a white tank top to go underneath it--Mom won't let me wear revealing clothes and it's so annoying--and I squeezed into some skinny jeans and put on black All Star sneakers with white laces. I brush my jet-black hair up into a high ponytail and wash my face.

I have bad acne so I don't bother with makeup, I hate it anyway 'cause it's irritating. I eat cereal for breakfast, pack my lunch and gather my things into my backpack and I watch M&M videos while I wait for my mom and sister to wake up. Gosh, they're so hot! Martinus is my favorite even though I love Marcus, too. I wish Tinus was my boyfriend😍!

I've watched ten music videos now, it's seven o'clock and Bella is still munching slowly on her cereal. She doesn't care about what time we get to school, she just likes to treat every day like the weekends! School starts precisely at eight and we're going to be late AGAIN! More embarrassment in front of my class for me, I'm going to die again.

"Bella, hurry up!" I urge her. "Geez, give me time, ugh!" She snaps brattily. I groan, roll my eyes, curse her under my breath, and turn up the volume on "First Kiss" to relieve myself of the crap she gives me.

        It's 7:35 by the time we drive off to school. I could just KILL Bella right now!!!!! When we pull up in front of the building, I get a late pass from the main office and arrive at class at 8:10 and slam it on the teacher, Mrs. O'Conner's, desk and sit down hard in my seat.

"Hey, Amelia, who's that on your shirt? Another one of your crushes that you stalk?" Jake Sidor jeers and his friends ooh.

Jake Sidor (pronounced sigh-DOOR) has always teased me when he gets the chance, which is rare at times because my parents have made sure that I am almost never bullied so I won't be tempted to commit suicide again. I also used to like him so he's holding that against me for mocking purposes.

        I whip my head around and give him a death glare as best as I can, "Keep your mouth shut before I toss you and your crappy butt out the window, Sidor!"

A boy in a black hoodie whom I recognize as Martin Garter says to Jake, "Leave her alone, dude. It's just a fricking shirt,"

"OK, OK, that's enough talk, pay attention, class," Mrs. O'Conner said. Oh, my gosh, did another guy just stand up for me like that? I feel so, so happy now!😄

        After class, I pull Martin aside just as I planned it in my head and thanked him with as much emotion as I could bear.

"You're welcome," he says. "I don't know what's up with the people around here making fun of someone because they wear clothes with a picture of the person they admire on it."

"Yeah, me neither," I reply. "It's really stupid and those guys really need to get a grip and learn to ignore little things like that!" I then embrace him tightly and can feel that he is at first, surprised but he returns my hug.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"I've just never had someone stand up for me before and it means a lot to me," he smiles at me and I grin hugely back at him. "C'mon, let's not be late for class,"

         All day long I keep on thinking about what Martin did for me, I replayed it over and over again in my head and I just kept on smiling throughout the whole day. I don't have a crush on him, he's not really attractive--mostly 'cause his hood hides his face--I'm just infatuated with him.

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