Marcel and Me

Chapter 5

So sorry I'm posting this late! I fricking deleted the chapter by accident so I had to rewrite it!!!

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Everyone is crowded around the flagpole. Pointing and laughing at what's at the top. "Marcel!" I see tears streaming down his pale face. His cheeks and nose are red from embarrassment and crying. I pull down the rope and get him off.

***Marcel's POV *** [FINALLY a new point of view]

Stephanie grabbed my wrist and we ran to the back of the school. "Do you have a car?" She asked.

"Y-yes."

"Then let's run!" We ran to my car. I was surprised at how fast she ran. I wonder if she plays sports.

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We pulled up to the driveway of my house. I looked at Stephanie who was looking down at the hands on her lap. "S-Stephanie?"

"Yes Marcel?"

"Are y-you ok?"

"Oh uh yeah. You?"

"K-kinda." She pulled me in for a hug. After a few seconds I started to relax.

***Stephanie's POV***

As I held Marcel in my arms I couldn't stop thinking. Thinking about how I used to be bullied. The first time I was bullied was in first grade. A guy named Alex called me a clown, pig, and a beaver. No one calls me beaver and bucktooth anymore because I have a retainer now. I couldn't imagine how Marcel felt. It was wrong to judge someone based on their looks. "Uh, Stephanie. You're h-hurting me."

"Oh sorry!" We went inside his house and no one was there.

"My mum is at work so we'll be here alone today." I nodded and followed him up the stairs to his room. My eyes widened as I saw his posters on the wall. The Beatles, Pink Floyd, and Queen seemed to be the majority of them.

"Wow. You listen to this stuff?"

"Uh y-yeah." He said while scratching the back of his neck.

"Me too!"

"Cool! What's your favorite Beatles song?"

"Hey Jude."

"My name's Marcel not Jude." We laughed and I noticed something about Marcel that I've never seen before. Not only were his eyes brighter but he had dimples! I've never seen his dimples. He never really smiled. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. I then grabbed his hand and studied his face. His eyes were an emerald green. Although most people would say his nose is big, I consider it the perfect size. His lips were a dark pink and his teeth perfectly aligned. His jaw was sharp enough to cut.

"Harry?" I whispered.

"W-what?"

"Nothing." I didn't realize what I said before.

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***Marcel's POV***

When we finished writing down our interests for our project we traded papers. "You like singing too?" I asked.

"Yeah but I'm not that good."

"Will you sing?"

"I don't know Marcel. I don't usually sing in front of people."

"Please? For me?"

"Oh alright. What song?"

"Whatever you fancy most." She started to sing 'Wings' by Little Mix. Her voice was amazing! She hit every high note perfectly. She can sing soulful and sweet and still keep the same pitch. She sings like an angel!

***Stephanie's POV***

When I was done singing, Marcel smiled and his dimples showed again. "You know Marcel, I heard you say you like to sing too." I winked at him. He sang 'Isn't She Lovely'. I gasped as if someone had just dropped a cooler of ice in my shirt. His voice! It was surprisingly deep! It was...it was amazing! His singing was breathtaking. "Marcel!" I screamed. "You need to perform in the talent show!"

"Only if you do too."

"Deal!

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Aaaah! I wonder what they're gonna sing!!! Just joking. I already know :P

So I'm mixing parts of my life into this fanfic. Well, at least the parts that aren't boring haha.

How am I doing so far??