** Marcel's P.O.V **
I woke up Monday morning feeling extremely tired. Knowing me, I'd be up and ready in no time. But, last night I... I chatted with Ella on FaceBook... For what seemed like hours.
I sighed.
*marimba*
OH. MY. GOD.
The alarm on my phone went off. F*cking marimba. I hate it. I keep saying I'm going to change it, but I never do.
I switched it off quickly and got up. I walked to the bathroom and took a shower.
*beep beep*
My phone started ringing as soon as I got out the shower. Wow, someone's calling me? Probably another prank call from one of those arseholes from school. I chose to ignore it.
I stared at myself in the mirror. No glasses, no combed back hair, no silly jumpers. I looked good. I do have a good body, I must admit.
"Marceeeeeeeeeel" My sister Emma came into the bedroom with her stuffed toy. She's 5. I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and went out to see her.
"Morning Emma. What are you doing up so early?" I said giving her a kiss on her forehead.
"Wanna sleep in your beeeed" She said scratching her eyes and looking up at me. Apparently my bed is SO much more comfier than hers. It's squishy and all that.
"Go on then" I said as she ran over to the bed and hopped in. I smirked.
I grabbed my silly clothes and went into the bathroom.
I dried off a little more and got dressed. My jumper hardly fits me. I dried my hair. It was curly. It always has been, I guess. But I'd always combed it back with grease.
I put my glasses on and left the bathroom. Emma was snoring away on my bed. For a 5 year old, she's a loud snorer.
I grabbed my bag and went downstairs to find mum and ask her for the car keys.
"Mum?" I said looking in the kitchen, then the living room. She was in the dining room dusting the shelves.
"Ah, there you are. Mum, where's the car keys?" I said looking around at the freshly painted room.
"On the coffee table in the living room, dear" She said not taking her eyes off the shelf she was dusting.
I rushed into the living room, grabbed the keys and went out the door. It was a sunny day, and I always wear the same darn outfit to school. So basically I am hot. Really hot.
I hopped in the car and started the engine. When I got to school there was a group of people in a circle, a large group, and there was 2 people inside the circle.
I got out of the car, locked it, and went to see what was going on. Not that anyone would talk to me anyway.
"Hey!" I got a fright as I saw Ella coming to say hello. She's so nice. The only nice person in the entire school.
"Hi! How are you?" I said smiling like a nutter.
"Good, good. By the way, sorry for keeping you up late last night! How are you?" She said laughing. I loved her laugh. Marcel stop.
"Haha, don't worry. I'm just really really tired!" I said laughing too.
Are conversations in person are so awkward. I mean, we've talked in person for ages, but there's always something not right in our conversations.
Just shows what FaceBook does.
We said are hello's and we both went off to class. Obviously there's me to be greeted by a bunch of arseholes shouting "Morning dork" "Nerd!" and all that crap. Such bastards.
I've basically had enough of them. So I'm just gonna say it.
"Hey guys! Suck my dick!" I said as they whispered.
"You're dead, Styles" George the 'attractive one' as everyone says, HAHA. Please tell me another joke.
"Oh yeah?" I said turning around on my seat as Ella just sat there looking amazed at my defense.
"You wanna bet? How about we meet up tonight? You're always on time" George said winking at his mates. When I say 'mates' I mean poor bastards that have became his pets.
"Ok. 10pm tonight. The park" I said smiling at George. He looked shocked but he agreed. I turned round to Ella who was in complete shock.
"Wow. I never expected that, Marcel" She said smiling and giving me a hug. Wow, she's amazing. I love her. Really do.
"You'll see how I get those guys. Hey, can I come over to yours tonight? To get 'prepared' haha?" I said kissing her forehead. She blushed so much I did too. I'd never done that before. It was almost as if we were dating. She'd never date a dork like me...
"Sure. You're gonna beat the shit out of them. You need to where something different though. Hey, come over for lunch and we'll go straight to the centre of London and go shopping" She said as soon as the teacher walked in.
"Sounds like a plan" I said as we stopped talking and got on with all the work.
After school we walked back to Ella's house.
"Hey what do ya fancy for lunch?" Ella said as she chucked her school bag on the sofa, attacking the poor cat and dog sleeping.
"Um, how about I cook? If that's alright with your mum" I said also chucking my schoolbag on the sofa. No where near the dogs.
"Mum & Dad aren't here. They won't be until tomorrow. 'course you can cook. If you want, you can stay the night, too. Slumber party! Haha" She said smiling. Walking over to the fridge and grabbed a Pepsi.
"I'd quite happily stay the night! Can you lend me your land-line to call my mum?" I said blushing. I can't stay at a girl's house! Especially the girl that I love. Maybe I can tell her tonight the truth. That I've always loved her...
"Marcel! Dude, where'd ya go? Call your mum!" She said shouting. I must of been daydreaming of some sort. Oh dear.
** Ella's P.O.V **
Marcel went and called his mum while I started playing with the dog.
"Who's a good boy?" I said as I chucked Ted's rubber toy down the hall. He ran after it and barked.
I smiled and lay down on the couch. Marcel. My best friend. He's having a fight tonight with the 'Supranos'. He might do this... HE could do this. Maybe, but this is the 'supranos' we're talking about.
Marcel came back and smiled.
"Slumber party it is!" He said laughing. I laughed along. He went into the kitchen and I don't even know what he got out of the fridge, but it was a lot.
"Do you want a hand?" I said getting up from the sofa.
"No no, it's a surprise" He said smiling at me and returning to lunch. All I can say is that it smelt so flipping good. I was desperate to know what it was.
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Marcel Styles
FanfictionMarcel was a young boy with much talent. All different talents, I say. He was in love with this girl throughout his whole time in High School, yet she did not feel the same (so he thinks...) Marcel was named "nerd" "geek" "speccy" "dork" and many o...