Marcel and Me

Chapter 4

~One Week Later~

***Stephanie's POV***

School starts today so I wake up early so I can post on my instagram dedicated to 5SOS. They're my favorite band. I post a picture of Luke and write a caption that says 'Ugh. First day of school and I don't know anyone. Wish me luck!'. I start getting ready. Took a shower, brushed my teeth, did my hair, the usual. I slip on a pair of black skinny jeans, a galaxy croptop, and galaxy keds to match my galaxy nail polish. I then accessorize with a black spiked leather bow, some spiked earrings, and a silver locket. I felt like a badass. I grabbed my leather jacket and my galaxy backpack. I'm obsessed with galaxy print as you can see. "Have a nice day at school!" My mom yelled from upstairs.

"Bye mom!" I yelled back. I took a deep breath and closed the door behind me. I hope I fit in. I tend to change my look alot and sometimes it worries me. I wonder what group I'll be in. All schools have a group. The populars, fairly popular, normal, goths, nerds. Last year I was above normal but below fairly popular. I was pretty well known to the populars and to most of the people in my grade but the populars were known to everyone. I wish I were them, always invited to parties, getting losts of presents and balloons for my birthday, even getting huge teddy bears on Valentine's Day. That would be the day. I start walking to school and a girl starts beeping at me from her car. Her face caked in makeup. "Hi! I'm Emma. Are you the new student at Washington High?"

"Yeah, I'm Stephanie."

"You want a ride?"

"Yeah sure! Thanks."

"Hop in!" She gestured me towards the car. It was sweet of her to offer me a ride. Maybe she'd be my new friend? "I love your outfit! So cute." Her annoying high pitched voice told me she was popular.

"Thank you, yours too." She wore light faded jeans, pink vans, and a pink collared top that tied at the bottom.

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Today was great so far. Emma introduced me to her friends, people gave me tips on how to get in good with the teacher, and some people gave me a tour around the school. At P.E. I saw a cute guy playing soccer. My favorite sport! He had brown hair kinda like Justin Bieber's old hair cut and these blue eyes. He looked at me and I looked away and blushed. I never blush and this was a first. I kept walking the track with my new friends and then I saw Brad, one of the jocks, kick a kid in the stomach. The poor guy was about to cry. I ran to Brad and started yelling at him. "Stop! Why are you hitting him?!"

"Because he's a nerd. He deserves a good beating." He started laughing and was just about to punch the kid. I blocked his punch.

"Stop now or I'll stop you myself." He just laughed and walked away. I then turned around to the kid. His eyes! They were the same bright green as in the window!

"Thank you." He said lowly as he scurried away, stumbling over his own two feet. My friends walked over to me.

"Why did you do that?!"

"Because he was being bullied!"

"So what? He deserves it. He doesn't belong here."

"Just because he's different doesn't mean he deserves to be beaten up." "What did you expect me to do? Watch him get his ass kicked?"

"If you ever do that again, you won't be able to hang out with us."

"Fine. I won't do it again." I can't believe her. She seemed so sweet but she was being such a bitch. I decided to not do it again because I wanted to fit in for once.

"Good." The coach blew the whistle and we went into the gym locker rooms. He explained that next week we would have to get dressed in our locker rooms everyday. With that the whistle blew for lunch.

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Lunch was pretty boring. All Emma talked about were the boys she fucked over the summer. Lunch ended and the bell rang for 5th period. I had World History with Ms. Black. Weird last name considering she was whiter than paper. I hate history and social studies and all that stupid stuff. I always fell asleep in my these kind of classes. But today I couldn't stop staring at the kid that got beat up. He sits on my right and I saw him looking at me through the corner of his eye. I looked to the front of the class. I think I was creeping him out. Ms. Black started talking again. "Class, I know today is the first day of school but I am giving you a project." Everyone groaned and Ms. Black just laughed. "Don't worry, it's easy. All I want you to do is write a report on your interests and things about you and you read your report in front of the class. If you have an interest you can do in the classroom please prepare it so you can demonstrate the class. Any questions?" Brad raised his hand. "Yes Brad?"

"If we live close to someone can we work at their house?"

"Yes. It would be a great way to see what you have in common with another classmate. Let's google someone's house and see who can work together." She looked around the room and pointed to me. "Why don't you come here and type in your address." I walked up to her computer and typed in my address and it came up on google maps. Ms. Black turned on the projector and my house showed up on the white board.

"I l-live across the street from th-there." The kid who was beaten up today said.

"Great Marcel! You can work with our new student Stephanie!" I smiled to Marcel and he smiled lightly. The bell rang and I walked towards Marcel.

"Hi Marcel, should we work after school?"

"Uh, s-sure. We can work at m-my house."

"Great!" I walked out of the classroom. Sixth period I had Art. Today she assigned seats and I sat next to a girl named Bella. She was really nice but I wasn't looking to meet another whore so I didn't talk to her. We had to draw a body part so I drew a green eye.

"Wow Stephanie! Great job! What caused you to draw a green eye?"

"Um...green is a very mysterious color."

"Ah, I see. Great choice."

~*~

School ended and it was time to go to Marcel's house. I walked outside and I couldn't believe my eyes.

Oh.

My.

God.

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Anyone who guessed Marcel was right!

Hmm...I wonder what she saw? Hehe

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