Different Way of Tutoring || marcel styles

Ch. 2: Take a break*

Chapter 2: Take a Break.

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Marcel's P.O.V

I wonder why Elizabeth was being nice. It's not like she's picked on me but she's never spoken to me. I'm used to getting bullied and rejected. It's been like that forever, sadly. I've never had anyone as a real friend before truthfully, much the less someone as attractive as her.

I sigh to myself and started walking to school as suddenly I hear a honk, so I turn, only to see it's Elizabeth when the car rolls down the window.

"Hey Marcel, need a lift?" She gave me a beautiful smile.

Something about her though – she gives me a new feeling, kind of like butterflies in my stomach. She's remind like the painting of the Mona Lisa. Her beauty is absolutely indescribable. Not to mention last night, I'm not going to lie, just by thinking about her I got, uh, excited.

I'm a hormonal teenage boy going through feelings for the first time okay..

"You going to stand there or get in?" She quirks an eyebrow at me. I blush at my reaction and make my way to her car. She turns to me and smiles again before driving again.

"So, I was thinking. When you were done tutoring me today, maybe this time we can hang out a little. Get know eachother, y'know," Elizabeth speaks up, catching me by surprise.

She wanted to hang out with me? I'm supposedly the school nerd, so why in the hell would she want to be near me?

"Uh, y-yeah.." I blurt out.

"Great!" She grins.

I nervously grin back only to make hers bigger, which makes me almost sigh out. I love the way she smiled and knowing I just made her smile even more, made me happy for once.

"We're here!"

But now the nightmare begins.

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Today was a relatively good day. No mean jocks were here today, due to a field trip they had luckily. I mean – 90% of my bullies are jocks if you haven't caught on yet. But I still had a decent amount of normal student bullies. Sadly, today might be considered my 'favorite' day of high school so far.

It didn't matter though, I was going to Elizabeth's house after school. Where we were going to hang out, with no one to judge me. Finally, I have a friend. Is that sad to say?

Probably.

"Come in!" Elizabeth yells from inside. I open the door to see her. And might I say a very attractive, looking Elizabeth. She was wearing a tight, floral, crop top with some high waisted shorts and and her hair loose with curls.

"Hey there, let's go. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can chill out," She laughs.

This girl brings me such joy.

Elizabeth's P.O.V

2 hours later.

"Last problem.."

"Oh, c'mon Marcel, let's just skip this one." I groaned. He shook his head tapping his pencil on the paper.

"It's just one m-more equation."

"Please!" I begged, slightly pouting.

"Well.. okay, fine, He huffed.

I cheered happily before hugging him. The hug was slightly awkward, as he tensed up and stayed still. I just shrugged it off and stood up. I put my textbooks on the floor and sat on my bed.