Jade's P.O.V.
Ugh I hate school. No, I think I just hate the work. School is a place filled with drama, lies, and tears. An absolute waste of my time.
Oh I didn't even I introduce myself! My name is Jade Elizabeth Davenport. I'm 16, and I'm around 5'0. I guess you can say I'm average looking. I have green eyes and brown hair nothing much.
So, back to my life, I am currently at school, or as I call it, the hell hole. I walked towards my locker, and all I heard were whistles. I mean we aren't at a baseball game or anything so why whistle?
I opened my locker and gathered my belongings to class. You can say that I'm not one of those girls who care about their appearance or try to act cool. I'm just a girl focused on her future and education.
As I closed my locker, I heard someone call my name.
"Hey J-J-Jade?" I recognized that voice from anywhere. I turned around and I was correct. It was Marcel, Marcel Styles. He has glasses, he actually wears his pants to his waist and tucks in his shirt, he wears a vest, and he puts his hair in a quiff.
"Yes Marcel?" I asked nicely. He looked at me, but then looked at the ground.
"Will you go to Prom with me?" He asked, with a rose in his hand. Wait, where did he get the rose?
I thought about it. I totally forgot about Prom. Honestly, I forgot about it. I didn't even wanna go. It's just a place where guys and girls have an excuse to leave the house with some guy and try to get wasted.
"Okay Marcel, I'll go with you, but you need to-" I was about to finish my sentence when Marcel cut me off.
"Clean up a little? Yeah I know. I won't disappoint you Jade!" He said, with a smile, exposing his dimple.
I smiled, and lightly kissed his cheek.
"Thanks Marcel." I whispered in his ear.
I walked on to class and saw people staring at me. I ignored the stares and entered my class, sitting in my assigned seat.
"Hey Jade?" I turned around and saw some cheerleader I didn't know.
"Erm yeah?" I asked, wondering why she was talking to me.
"Why did you kiss, him?" She asked with a disgusted face.
"You mean Marcel." I said, correcting her.
"Yeah whatever. Why did you though? You're too cool for him." She said.
"Well one thing, first of all, I hate being considered cool. Second, he asked me to Prom and I said yes. He's really sweet!" I said.
"Whatever. Have fun with your loser!" She said.
"And have fun with your man whore!" I said back. She flicked me the finger and stormed off.
I turned back around and opened my text book and journal.
Just then, a note was passed to me. I opened it and read it.
It said " Going with the geek huh? "
I crumpled it up and got up to throw it in the trash.
I couldn't really focus in class today. All that was on my mind was Marcel.
Marcel's P.O.V.
I can't believe Jade said yes! She actually said yes!
I walked to class and ignored the usual comments such as "geek alert" or "I don't wanna get the nerd disease".
I sat down in my assigned spot and started to write down what was on the board.
Someone passed me a note. I opened it and read the note.
It said " Dude she's too pretty for you so back away geek. "
I tore it up and got up to throw the torn note away.
I tried to focus on the lesson but for some reason I couldn't. All I could think about was Jade. She was so flawless and perfect. Her green eyes were mesmerizing. Her long brown hair was flawless. Everything about her was perfection.
I wonder how she would react of she ever found out how I felt about her.
One thing though, I don't know what to do for Prom. Heck, how do I even clean up for Prom?
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Hey guys!
I'm gonna try to update, but my reception here isn't good! I thought I saved my other story, but it deleted. :((((((((
I haven't really updated because my great grandma passed away and it was such a tragedy.
I'm gonna update soon. I promise!
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-Marina xoxoxo
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You've Changed (Marcel Styles Fan Fiction)
FanfictionMeet Jade. She's your normal teenage girl. She's considered popular, even though she hates being called "popular." I guess you can say that one guy changed her. Who's that guy? His name is Marcel Styles.