*3 days later*
-Marcel's P.O.V.-
Italy is so beautiful. I just arrived from the airport an hour ago, and I can see all the incredible artworks I've read about while driving through Milan. I can escape from the old me and be someone new here. Someone nobody knows about. I've been saving for this trip forever, and now I'm finally here!
"Yeah!" I shouted, my voice cracking. "Oh, you goof." I said to myself.
About 20 minutes later, I arrived at the exquisite house I rented out for the summer. I'll be living with an older couple who seem really friendly. The woman reminds me of nan. Sweet, sweet nan. I grabbed my bags out of the suitcase and made my way to the front door. Stumbling as I dragged my heavy suitcases up the stairs to the door, I finally managed to make it to the top!
"Way to go, Marcel!" I said to myself.
I rang the doorbell and was greeted by a rather eccentric old woman.
"Marcel!" she said rather loudly. "Come in, come in! Don't be shy!"
I walked in the house plugging my ears. My, this woman really could talk!
"Hello," I greeted. "I'm Marcel Harold Styles!" I said while pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose. They were always falling off, the darn things!
"I'm Betty, but you can call me anything, dear! Granny, Betty, Nan, anything you like!" (A/N: This old woman is like Betty White! Hence the name Betty... xD )
Before I had a chance to reply, an old man came flying down the stairs.
"Whoopeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!" He screamed in his old man voice.
"Wohmfgurfg!" I squeeked/snorted. "My! You scared the living daylights out of me!" I said to the old man who was now shaking my hand rather aggressively.
"Halluh, sir! You must be Marcel. Well, my name's George, but my wife calls me Georgie. Here, lemme get that for you!"
George had sort of a country accent to him. I bet these folks moved here from the states!
Georgie took my luggage and hauled them up the stairs. I followed as fast I could, but clumsy me, I banged my shins a couple of times on the way up.
"Clumsy me," I muttered.
"What's that you said?!" Georgie hollered.
"I just, uh, erm, banged myself up a bit. That's it." I stated.
"Woohoooo rub some dirt in it! It'll teach ya to man up!" Georgie yelled. Man this old feller could climb stairs.
I found my way to the room I'd be staying in and unpacked. This is going to be quite an adventure.
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FanficMarcel couldn't handle the stress of being the school "Geek." It was too hard for him to handle. But the summer of Junior year, everything changed. After a dramatic vacation to Italy, Marcel wasn't the typical suspender-wearing, thick-glasses nerd a...
