Blinded by the Lenses - a Marcel Styles fanfiction

#blindedbythelenses chapter 6

chapter 6

MEGAN'S POV

The nerve of that loser! How dare he call me a slut?

I dialed Anna's number into my cell phone, waiting for her to pick up. I needed to rant about this for a little bit.

"Hello?" her voice relaxed me a bit. It would be good to talk to a friend who really cares. At least, I hoped she would.

"Anna, we have a problem in Nerd City," I said, trying to diffuse my anger with some humor. I didn't want Anna to think I was really that mad... I had to keep things cool.

"What happened? Is he in love with you again?" Anna mumbled. She was clearly eating something on the other end of the phone. I heard a loud crunch. Yup. She was eating.

"Put down your food for a second... this is serious," I paused to sigh. "Marcel the dork says that I'm a slut."

Anna's signature laugh bursts through my ear. "So?" she asks.

"I don't want to be a slut," I whined quietly.

"Chill, Meg," Anna said, trying to calm me. "He's just one nerd, what does it matter what he thinks?"

I wonder the same thing. I mean, it's not like people care what he thinks. It just pissed me off that he thought he could just call me that and get away with it. I was the one who should be calling him names, not the other way around.

"But he has no right to call me that... he's a loser," I said, complaining. "And I'm always supposed to win..."

"Ahhhhh," Anna said, comprehending my problem. "You don't like it when he has clever comebacks and you don't have something to respond with..."

"Well, yeah... but I was apologizing to him and he just--"

Anna cut me off with an exasperated sigh. "Megan, get over it. His opinion doesn't matter."

I growled, knowing she was right. It just made me so mad. Why couldn't he just accept my apology and move on? That dork sure knew how to hold a grudge...

"I guess you're right," I finally concluded. I wasn't happy, but there was nothing I could do about it.\

"And if he thinks you're such a slut, then show him just how slutty you can be," Anna pointed out. A devilish smile sprawled across my face. Fine.

If Marcel wanted a slut, then a slut was what he was going to get.

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What's Megan going to do?! What would you do in that situation? I don't know how I would handle that to be honest.

How are y'all liking this fanfic? It's pretty fun to write but is it fun to read too?

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