I looked at the direction of the boys and saw that they were laughing at a nerdy looking boy with really big dorky glasses. He also had an unusual hairstyle. I was pulled off to the side and looked like it had alot of gel in it. He was kinda cute though...I felt bad that he was getting laughed at. I sighed and took a piece of paper out of my bag that had my locker combination on it and tried to open my locker.
For some reason my locker was really hard to open so I had to pull on it really hard. I accidentally dropped some of my books when I got it opened.
''Ugh...'' I groaned as got on my knees and picked up my books.
***Marcel's POV***
Great. It was the first day of school and people were already laughing at me. As I was walking down the hall I noticed a girl. It looked like she had dropped her books. I crouched down to help her, we reached for the same one and our hands touched.
I looked at her face. She was the prettiest girl I had ever seen. She had dark brown eyes and long brown hair. Our hands where still touching, my heart started beating really fast. I looked down and picked up her the books.
***Allison's POV***
Wow he had really pretty eyes. They were green and vibrant. He handed me my books.
''Thanks...'' I took it from him and smiled.
''Y-your w-welcome.'' he stuttered and I giggled a little. I was surprised that his voice was so deep.
''Are you new here?'' I asked as I put the books I didn't need in my locker.
''Um y-yeah...'' He was starring at me. I closed my locker.
''Well my name is Allison.'' I smiled again and held my hand out for him to shake it.
***Marcel's POV***
I kinda just starred at her hand for awhile. I didn't know what to do but then I remembered oh yeah you shake it! and shook her hand. When our hands touched again it felt like electricity.
''H-hi Allison, my n-name is Marcel..." oh my gosh I was stuttering like an idiot. She probably thinks I'm so weird but she was still smiling at me. I heard someone call her name and they told her to hurry up.
''I gotta go, bye Marcel.'' she waved at me and walked off with a group of girls. I'm guessing they were her friends. I didn't want her to leave..she was really friendly. She didn't make fun of me. She was different. But what kind of girl like that would want to hang out with a guy like me? I sighed and walked down the hall as more people continued to laugh and point at me.
