Never Good Enough (Marcel/Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 3 - Lunch Date?

"Jasmine! Jasmine!"

I glanced behind me, while clutching my book bag.

Sarah ran up towards me, and grinned.

"So, how was your little study session?" She smirked, playfully poking me on the side.

That reminded me, of my little matchmaking idea, that I came up with last night. I better start buttering her up, so it will be easier to set them up together. And I knew exactly how to kick start things off.

"Nothing happened if that's what you mean, but.." I slowed down my pace for a more dramatic effect.

She eyeballed me with curiosity, and grabbed my arm. "What?!"

I chuckled, as we stopped in the middle of the hallway, much to the dismay of the people behind us.

Peering around, almost like a spy, I motioned for her to come closer.

Her eyes turned into saucers, growing bigger with each passing second.

I whispered in her ear. "He told me, that he likes..Maroon 5"

Sarah squealed out loud, her nails digging into my arm. "Oh em gee! That's it, new BFF!"

"Your nails..they're gonna leave a mark!" I feverishly tried to pry her titanium grip fingers, off of my poor arm.

People started looking over at us, which I offered a weak grin, hoping they would understand I was friends with a maniac.

Then she suddenly let go of my arm, and I was left with the red marks, reminding me why I was doing this again.

Rubbing my poor arm, I followed Sarah over to another row of lockers. She was already starting to talk to Marcel, much to my amusement. I mentally did a happy little jig, proud that this matchmaking was going so smoothly, but then started at my red arm, and thought again.

Sarah spotted me coming over, and immediately pulled me to join the conversation. She was grinning ear to ear, while Marcel seemed to be trying to figure a way out of this. Picking imaginary pieces of lint, off his dirt brown sweater.

"Hey!" I smiled at him, and started to thank him for helping me yesterday, but Sarah interrupted me.

"Jasmine told me that you looove Maroon 5!" She dragged out the word love, emphasizing it. "And guess what?! I love them too! I mean, I'm like a ultra mega fan! I have like a poster of Adam Levine that takes up most of my wall, and one time I even bought the plate he ate breakfast on, from eBay! Also-"

Clamping my hand over her mouth, to momentarily shut her up, I looked over apologetically at Marcel, who seemed to be fazed by Sarah's undying love for a band. "What she really means to say, is if you want to sit with us during lunch"

I looked up hopefully at Marcel, hoping for a straight up yes, and maybe even thanking me for finally trying to hook him up with Sarah.

My hand was still over Sarah's mouth, so she nodded with wide eyes.

Marcel's eyes darted back and forth, unwiling to meet mine. Patting his slick hair, and adjusting his glasses, he finally glanced back at me. "Sure..I mean, it's not like anyone else asks me"

Sarah slapped away my hand that was covering her mouth, and gave Marcel another toothy grin. "I can't wait till lunch! We have so much to discuss about Maroon 5!"

He fidgeted around, and played with the ends of his scratchy sweater. "The thing is...I don't really like-"

The familar sounds of the bell rang through the halls, and before Marcel could finish his sentence, Sarah dragged me away. "Come on!" She stopped for a second, and turned around to give Marcel a wave, before dragging me away again. "I wanna make sure Moni doesn't take the first few books" Intently focused on pulling me away, she began murmuring about forth period.