Marcel One Shots

We Don't Fit Together

For HummyPryles, if anyone else wants a one shot of Marcel send me a message with your name and your plot.

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"Hey summer!" My bestfriend said as I took a seat at the popular table, I smiled at her. We ate lunch as we always do but for some reason it felt awkward and everyone at the table was staring at me, 

"What?!" I asked. 

"Um-Ummmmm... well it's about....Jim." Jim was my boyfriend and as the popular girl in school I obviously was dating the popular boy Jim.

"What about him?" I asked. 

"He was making out with Wendy Oliver last night and asked her out to the prom..." My jaw dropped as I took it all in, I was about to cry.

"She's a total slut though!" added one of my friends. 

"And totally ugly!" chimmed in another. I smiled, nodded, and got up. 

I walked down the halls not really thinking of where I was going when I heard a cry. I walked in the direction of the cry and  found a bunch of guys, includeing Jim, beating someone up. 

"Hey!" I yelled and walked up to them, when I got right in front of Jim I slapped him. "First how dare you cheat on me with that slut Wendy and ask her to the prom while I'm still your girlfriend, and second how dare you beat this guy up! Get the hell out of here before I tell the teachers!" All the guys scattered except the one on the ground that had been kicked and beaten, I helpped him up. "What's your name?" I asked as he fixed his glasses and whipped his hands on his sweater vest. 

"M-Marcel." 

"I'm Summer." 

"I know who you are." He smiled and I smiled back. 

"Alright well I better be going." I say turning but he grabs my arm. 

"U-Um.... S-Summer?"

"Yes Marcel?"

"Will you go to prom with me...?" 

"Marcel I hate to say it but we don't fit together, I'm the most popular girl in school and your the school nerd."

"Please Summer?"

"Oh alright but please don't where a vest." 

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It was the day of the prom and I was in my dress and ready to go. The doorbell rang and I went downstairs and opened it to find a really hot guy standing there. 

"M-Marcel?" 

"You told me not to wear a vest." He pointed out and grinned. 

"Ya but-t look at you! No glasses, and your hair!" He smiled and escorted me out to his car to go to prom. 

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Prom ended and as we walked back to his car he smiled at me and said, "Summer will you be my girlfriend?" 

I smiled so wide, "Yes!" I jumpped into his arms and kissed him. 

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More one shots coming