Prologue
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Peyton Annabelle Rose. 18 years of age. Lives in Manitoba, Canada. Born in London. Raised in British Columbia. Currently living in Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada.
Canada is a unique place. It's cold weather can get to 50 below, but can get as hot as 45 degrees. Now that might not be hot for you, but for Canadians, that's pretty damn hot.
My name is Peyton. People call me Pay. Well, just close friends. Now I'm going to tell you a story, on how I fell in love with the person who was a nerd. Which we had nothing in common, so I thought.
His name was Marcel. Marcel Styles. He was from Holmes Chapel, which I was from too, but Marcel moved to Canada because his mom and dad had to do business here.
He was charming, of course, but I thought we had no chance of being together. He was a nerd. He wore cotton sweater vests and a bow tie underneath with his big classes that has tape in the middle to keep them together. It was cute. He was cute. He noticed me. We started to hang out, but I never thought we would be a ... thing.
Marcel was a sweet young man, and I was just a normal girl. I don't know what he saw in me. I wasn't different. I was another outcast. But from other peoples perspective, I was popular. Not snotty popular, a sweet popular. Where everybody liked me for me. Which is what I really like about my school.
Marcel was one of those guys who had no friends. I felt bad for him. He always sits alone at the lunch table. I go up town to restaurants or Starbucks. Whenever I ask him to come, he declines it.
One day, Marcel asked me to go for lunch. And it all changed from there.
(A/N omogossshhhhhhhh I can't believe I'm doing this. But yenno, I'm obsessed with reading Marcel Styles fan fictions. So I decided to make one myself. I hope you guys like it? Next chapter is coming up so stay tuned.
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