Good Gone Bad

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Hey have you met the new kid?" my friend Cassie asks.

"No I haven't. Is he hot?"

I watch as she literally spits the water out of her mouth, "Oh god no! He's nerdy. Like oh my. He's got glasses and has a horrifying lisp."

I throw my head back in laughter, "Oh god! What's his name? I bet it's the tackiest name ever."

She nods, "It's Marcel. I bet you that's why he is such a geek. Who is so cruel to name their child Marcel?"

I swear I'm going to get abs by laughing so much. I'm laughing so hard, I don't notice Cassie's boyfriend Niall and his friends sit at our lunch table.

Louis breaks me from my laughter, "What's so funny girls?"

Cassie beats me to it, "Oh, just telling Gabby about the new kid."

"Oh you mean Marcel? He's a freak. I bet he's even smarter than you, Gabs" Zayn remarks.

"I'm not that smart," I state.

Everyone at the table, even Liam breaks out in laughter. Cass speaks up, "Oh so dumb people are in every possible honors class? You're smart Gabby. But that's okay. There's nothing wrong with it. You're not a nerd like Marcel."

"I guess you're right." I look up to see one of the nerdiest people ever walking through the cafeteria doors, "Oh my god is that Marcel?"

Cassie turns around and her eyes meet who I'm almost positive is Marcel. "Yep. That's Marcel."

"Oh my god. Wow."

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"Truth or Dare Zayn?" Cassie asks.

"Truth." He answers shortly.

"Is it true that you kissed Jenna last weekend at that party?"

He blushes, "Yes. And now she's my girlfriend."

"Oh congratulations!" I pay Zayn on the back.

"Gabby, truth or dare?" Zayn questions me.

"Dare" I respond bravely.

"I dare you to ask out Marcel on a date, kiss him, take him to a party, and break up with him in front of everyone. Telling him it was all a dare."

Oh my god. "I am not going to kiss him."

He grins, "Too bad you've already used your three chickens. Now go on, he's over there at that table. Sitting all alone. Ask him out."

I grunt and get up, ready to basically ruin my social life.

When I finally reach him, I notice he has a tear running down his face. I feel almost bad for him. Without thinking, I take my hand and wipe away his tear, completely startling him.

"Oh um I'm sorry" I say as I sit down.

"No, no it's okay," he forgives me, letting his lisp come through.

"Okay," I pause, hoping I won't regret this, "Marcel?"

He looks up at me hopefully.

"Would you like to go out sometime?" I am hardly able to choke out.

"I'd love to. I'll meet you at Bigelow Park."

Before he has a chance to say anything, I get up and walk away.

(A/N: Soooo? What do yah guys think? Vote, comment, and read on!)