Mystery Boy and Love Girl

Chapter 5: The Secret

Marshall P.O.V
Well that's a great start. Now my classmates will think of me as the class clown. Then we reach to our classroom, I can here the gossips of my classmates.

"Look it's the clumsy kid again."

I can here Jonathan cracks his fists and I can here Mary Ann's mumbling.

"If I heard one more, JUST ONE MORE, You'll be dead. I swear, Don't mess with our buddy!"

Yep, those two are very over protected of me. I wonder why. Oh the class is starting.

"Good morning class! Today I give you your permanent seats."

*Evil Glare*-Jonathan-

"What the hell man?!"

"Mr. Smith and Mr. Mystery. Any Problem?"

"No Ma'am!"

That was close! What is his problem?

"Mr. Mystery sit beside Ms. Love."

Ummm.....Who is Ms. Love.

"Ms. Love please raise your hand."

"Yes Maam."

Jackpot! Found her. She was sitting next to a butler and I sat next the window."

"Mr. and Ms. Smith, sit behind Mr. Mystery and Ms. Love."

*Glaring Twins*

"We'll take about this later, you too!" I whisper to them.

"How 'bout in the lab?" Mary Ann giggle.

>>>>>1 hour Later<<<<<

"ACCCCCCKKKKKKKGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Come here you, TWWWWOOOOO!!!!!!" I yell and ran after them.

I don't care if I have asthma or weak bones but when I get my hands in these two. I'll...I'll.....

*Crash*

Why can't I just pay attention!

"I'm sorry, Miss, Let me help you."

I pick up her things, Before I realize, It's Ms. Love, I mean Marie.

"Thank you, Marshall."

"Hey you!!!" OH no! It's her butler.

"Butler Kenneth, It's fine."

"Fine?! He just bump you! Do you think it's just FINE????!!!!"

*Stare*-Kenneth-

He start grabing me by my uniform. I was aiming his punch in my abdomina but Marie cut him off.

"Stop it, Kenneth! It's an ORDER!!!!!"

Then he lets go of me.

*Glare* -Kenneth

Marie P.O.V

What can I do with Kenneth? Why can't he be like Marshall? Speaking of Marshall,

HE JUST FAINTED!!!! Quick call the nurse!!!

Then we reach the clinic in a rush. I was helped by Jonathan and Mary Ann.

While Marshall is still unconscious, I talked to the twins.

"So, Jonathan, Does Marshall really have luekemia stage 2?"

He nodded, "Yep, since we were 5th grade. It was an uncureable disease. That is why we are creat--"

Mary Ann began nudging him. "My twin brother means, That is why we protecting him."

I smell something fishy.

Then Marshall woke up.

"Good to see you bud!"

"Good to see you too, Jo!"

I looked at them 3. They looked happy with each other.