I Dare You

Chapter 8

He was wearing a black button up shirt with black pants and a white bow tie. He looked very handsome. His hair was still slicked to the side, but he took his glasses off, showing off his radiant eyes more. His dark cheekbones were more prominent and his lips were pink and plump. He smirked revealing a dimple in his right cheek. He raised his eyebrows at me twice and I sent him a wink back. That made his smirk transform into a smile that looked perfect on his face.

"Picture time!" Anne shouted, interrupting the conversation we were having with our eyes. Marcel strutted towards me, keeping our eyes locked. He walked next to me and put his hand on my waist. Jennifer stood to my left, and Louis stood next to her. He was also wearing a black shirt, but he had on grey pants with black suspenders and a black Bow tie with white skulls on it. Georgia and Lilly stood to the right of Marcel, posing for the picture.

After it was taken we went outside and filed into the two cars. Of course my mum and Anne reminded us to grab our coats and we did. Since it was a really windy November night. One car had Louis, Jennifer, and Lilly. So that means that Marcel and I were stuck with Georgia. She drove while Marcel and I sat in the back, listening to Georgia talk about how excited she was and how she would know almost everyone there. "Enough about me, are you guys excited?"She caught me by surprise when she finally took an interest in us. "Yeah, totally." I said smiling, trying to be as convincing as possible. "So Marcel, are you?" He glanced at me quickly and then sat up straight, folding his hands in his lap. "Yeah, erm, it should be fun with everyone." She nodded her head. "Is Addy your girlfriend yet."she blurted. Neither of us were expecting it because we both shot straight up in our seats. My eyes were probably as big as balloons. I cleared my throat, trying to warn Marcel not to answer the question. "Are you?" Georgia persisted. "No. Georgia, we aren't dating." I said. I looked at Marcel who was looking out the windows. "Why not?" She wined. I rolled my eyes and huffed, sitting back in my seat. "I haven't gotten a chance to ask her yet." Marcel said, amusement sparkling in his eyes. He smirked, but never looked at me. "Ahh. I see." Georgia said. "Maybe you'll get a chance tonight." Marcel replied to Georgia, but directed it more towards me than to her, while he looked at me. "Yeah, maybe."

We finally arrived to the school after an agonizing ride that made me want to die from embarrassment, not to mention that Georgia drives really slow. All Georgia talked about was us as a couple and going on double dates, which I opposed to. We met Jennifer, Louis, and Lilly at the door. I could already hear the blaring music from inside as we approached the entrance. "Finally you made it!" Jennifer said, throwing her hands up. "You probably should've driven Addy. Georgia is afraid of running over an ant."

"Am not! I'm just very cautious." We all burst out unbelieving "sure's" and went into the hall where homecoming was being held. There were so many people in such a small room. It already smelled like sweat as people were jumping and dancing on each other. I gripped Marcel's arm so I wouldn't lose him, or he wouldn't lose me.

"Are you okay," he whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Claustrophobic," I simply told him. He looked at my face trying find any trace of a smile to see if I was joking, but I wasn't. He held me tighter to him and led me towards the back of the hall, where there were less people. They all seemed to be closer to the dj. I took deep breaths as we walked to the back, trying to calm myself so I didn't have a panic attack. When there were less people, Marcel loosened his hold on me and sighed. "Are you okay?" He asked again with a look of concern on his face. "I'm fine now, thanks. I don't think I was going to have a panic attack anyway." He nodded his head. "It is a little crazy in here. Where is everyone?" I searched the crowd for any sign of the people that we came here with. "I don't see them," I said. "Me neither," he said. The dj then announced something, which made the crowd of excited teenagers scream. "Wanna go outside?" I asked Marcel, realizing this was all too much for me. "What?!" He asked. "Outside?!" I shouted over the music.