~Eight~
"Finally! How do people walk around the mall all day!" I sprawled out on my bed.
"It happens Marcel, but we aren't done. We have to work on your people skills." Joanna was still here. Harry had gone out with the boys, mum and Robin had gone out to dinner, so it was just us.. alone.
"Cant we just stop for the day. I really need to call Amie." My heart ached for her. She was my best friend. We told each other everything. I saw how hurt she was when she realized the reason I ditched her.
"Why do you care about her?! I'm your girlfriend!" An echo fell across the room. Then it hit me. Girlfriend?!
"What?! I never asked you to be my girlfriend?"
"Well I started the relationship. I'm the one whose helping you. You could be a nerd for the rest of your life. I could make you Marcel, but I can also break you." She took a step closer to me. Her narrowed eyes never left mine, they were to painfully excruciating to look away. I was scared.
She could make me.
She could break me.
"B-But you said you'd make me popular enough for Amie to be interested in me." I tripped over my own words. Only knowing her for about two days, she was very threatening and overpowering. I mean, she was the one who had control the day I lost my V-card. I was to much a wuss to take her. I didn't know anything about the topic, and I certainly did not know any positions on it.
"Well how do you think she's going to notice you. You have to play the part, not just look it." She stated matter-of-factly. "Plus why would you want to date her? I mean, I'm way prettier and way more popular. Any guy would be lucky to have me as their girlfriend. It's a once and a lifetime opportunity you have here, you might not want to waste it."
She was right. This was a once and a lifetime opportunity. If I wanted to be well known in school I had to do what ever she told me. No matter how much it pained me. I had to be the boy everyone girl wanted, but no parent liked. I needed to be like Harry. Well scratch that, Harry is loved by everyone, including parents.
"So what do we have to do now?" Any ounce of hope was long gone.
"There's a party tomorrow! We're going. Together. As a couple."
"Tomorrows Sunday."
"And?" She checked herself over in the mirror. Patting down her nails, and practically pulling her top all the way down to reveal her breasts.
"Who has a party on Sundays? I mean a day before school?"
"Marcel your nerd is showing. Live a little. We're going and that's final." She left without another a word.
I'm not one for parties. I mean have you seen me! I like to drink tea, watch a film, and then fall asleep. The last time I went to a party it was a disaster. Harry pressured me into going, hoping it'd break me out of my "shell." The only thing that was breaking was my nose. Some jock punched me right in the nose and blood gushed out of it. Course, Harry did the same to the guy, but a lot worse. The guy had two black eyes, a broken nose, and busted lip. After that experience, I've never been to a party, but I guess this time I had to...
She could make me.
She could break me.
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Next Chapter you might feel bad for Marcel.. Well that's what I'm going for anyways.
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Transformation (Marcel FanFic)
FanfictionMarcel Styles. Straight A student, top of his class, soon to be valedictorian. He and his best friend Amie have been connected at the hip from the very beginning. He isn't the coolest in school but things change for him during his last year of schoo...
