The next day after school I headed down the street again. This time, there wasn't a vicous dog in the middle of the sidewalk, and breathed in a small sigh of relief. At least I wasn't gonna be sweaty this time. I felt like dressing up a little today, I don't really know why. I had on a casual floral dress on with black ballet flats.
I rang the doorbell and of course, Marcel opened the door. He let me in and we ran upstairs. We studied algebra and he gave me some equations to solve. When I was finished all 50 problems, Marcel pretended to be a teacher and graded my work. His face look serious when he looked at my paper. He looked at me with a grim look. "It appears that you.....got everything right!" he said, flashing a big smile. "You scared me!" I said, punching his arm. "But, yay! I'm smart" I added. "You were always smart, you just needed to use your brain more" he said.
We started watching an episode of "The Brain Games" after we studied. I noticed how beautiful his eyes were. They were a very sparkly green color. I looked at his face, it was flawless, no pimple or scratch in sight. I looked up to his hair. It looked so soft, like I just wanted to touch it. I just studied Marcel's features for a few minutes. Then he turned around. "What?" he said, smirking. "Nothing, its just that, if I gave you a make over, you would look very attractive" I told him. "Really?" he asked. I nodded. "Well" he scratched the back of his head, "Do you mind giving me a makeover?" he questioned.
I started the makeover by taking off his glasses. He stumbled a little, making me laugh of course. I ruffled his hair to give it a sexy messy hair look. I put some gel that I got from the bathroom in his hair too. When I was done with that, I went to the clothes part. Under his sweater vest, he had a collared long sleeve button down. I folded the sleeves up to his elbows and fixed the collar. I also unbuttoned a few buttons to reveal his under shirt a little.
"There" I said. I had to admit Marcel looked really good. He looked in the mirror behind his door. "I look good" he said, posing like a model. I laughed and did some poses with him.
After a half hour, I decided to leave. I was late for dinner already. I left out the door and thought to myself, this was one of the best nights I've ever had in a long time.
