The next day and for days to come I was known as sick boy. As I dragged myself though the endless parts of life I saw her. "No! Not again" I told myself but how could I help it everything was just so perfect.
As I stared at her some kid yelled "You have no chance, you have no life." This got me really upset but by the time I wanted to even do anything about it I was in a locker. They left I was in there for about two periods till someone found me. The janitor came and let me out. As the door opened I fell to my knees. I was crying before and I didn't have the straight to be able to stand up.
I put my hands on the ground to be able to support myself I was like this for a wile till I looked up to see Layla passing with her books. She had looked as if she had seen a dying puppy that need help but she couldn't do anything. She kept walking away.
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I was sitting in my normal seat on the bus when Layla walked in. All the boy were getting up and offering her there seat. She denied every single one of them and the only free seat was next to me. She sat down and said "Hi" softly to me.
We ended up talking and telling each other a lot about are selfs and by the end of the bus drive she asked me if I would like to come to her house.
"Um I-I-I" she interrupted my stutter
"Oh come on it will be fun."
"Ok"
"Yay! Lets go!"Nashe said as she pulled me out of my seat and off the bus. We walked a bit till I saw a small red house. She looked over at me and smiled. She then ran up the stars and turned to me and waited till i got up.
"Close your eyes" she said
"Why what are you going to for to me?"
"Nothing to you. I just need to get the key. And you can't see we're I hide it it."
"Fine." I said and shut my eyes. I could hear some shuffling and then her saying "ok open." When I did the door was wide open. It was a small house. Kind of reminded me of an apartment. She then guided me to the back porch. She sat on the railing well I sat in a chair.
"Why do people do that to you?" She asked
"Because I'm a nerd."
"But your so funny."
"No I'm not your just trying to be nice"
My phone beeped
"It's my mom she's wondering were I am. I should go." We got to the door when she said "I may just be trying to be nice but if anything happiness to you I want you to come to me" she smiled and kissed me on the check and shut the door as I look at her in shock.
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Marcel my love
FanfictionMarcel has always had the worst life till he falls in love.