Marcel's POV
As I drove to school I was thinking about what it would be like to be famous, and date other celebrities. I wonder what it was like to have fans chase you around, and people fangirling about anything I do. I guess I'll never know because I don't have the courage to give myself a chance, I don't want to give it a go, and people making fun of my failure. I know people think I had a lovely and beautiful voice, but what if everything goes wrong. What if don't make it.
Without even noticing I was already at the schools parking lot. I got out, and made my way into the doors of hell.
(Meanwhile)
Ari's POV
As I was driving to school I was listening to the radio, and they were talking about how Selena Gomez might have another boyfriend, and they were also talking about how they think that Justin Bieber might react to these news.
I got tired of listening to their bullshit, so I changed the radio station; I realized that my favorite song was on, 'The Way' by Ariana Grande. She was my role model, many people think that I look a little bit like her. I follow her on Twitter and on Instagram, since I am not so popular Instagram I decided to post a picture of me that made my eye lashes look amazing; ever since that picture many people have been following and commenting that I am Ariana Grande and it's a little embarrassing because people from school comment on it too, and since that I have been getting over 400 likes on every selfie that I take.
After thinking about all of that the song is still going, and all I can think of is; I wonder what it's like to love someone. I mean I know that I am popular in school but its not because I am a slutty bitch, it's because I am kind to everyone. I know it's embarrassing, but I have never had my first kiss and I have never flirted with a guy.
My life is all about school, ever since my parents gave me an apartment I was forced to clean up my act, and be responsible because I am no longer a child. I just really wish I could have someone though, but deep inside of me is just like 'its not worth getting hurt for just a little care and love.'
Before I knew it i was at the schools parking lot, I snap myself from those long thoughts; i got out of the car, and started waking.
As I was walking to the main school doors I see that this kid, i think his name is Marcel; well he was getting picked and punched by this Jock named Jason. I made my way over to Jason the guy beating up Marcel, and I pushed him away. He was surprised by my actions, but he let it go, and left. Marcel was lying on the ground with blood on his lip and the corner eyes was purple.
"Are you alright?." I asked
"No." He simply responded
Before I could ask something else he spoke once again.
"Why?." He asked me
"Why what?" I answer him
"Why did you come to save me from taking a huge beat?" He asked again while looking at me straight in the eyes.
I didn't really process his words because I was lost in this green orbs.
"Hello?" He snaps me out of I don't know what.
"Oh yes.. Um I'm sorry I didn't catch that. Can you repeat that again?" I told him shyly.
You have to admit he is not that bad looking. All he has to loose is all of that 80's clothes and glasses.
"I said that why did you come to save me from taking a huge beat?" He asked once again while looking at me straight in the eyes.
"Because I couldn't see you getting hurt, I know I may not know you properly, but no one deserves getting beat and picked on." I responded
He opened his mouth like if he was about to day something, but I stopped him.
"So, um are you feeling better to go to class or should I stay here and take you to the nurse?" I said shyly.
Marcel's POV
As I was making my way to the doors of hell I was pulled by my sweater vest. Next thing you know one of the popular Jocks is punching me and picking on me because I didn't do what he told me, he wanted me to do his homework, and told me to give it to him first thing in the morning or else. Since I didn't I guess this is what 'or else' mean. He was punching my face over and over again. Everything was getting blurry when it suddenly stopped and I fell to the ground.
A sweet angelic voice was all I heard.
"Are you alright?." She asked
"No." I simply responded
She looked like she was going to say something, but I found myself speaking before her.
"Why?." I asked me
"Why what?" she answer me
"Why did you come to save me from taking a huge beat?" I asked again while looking at her straight in the eyes.
She looked liked she was processing my words because she was just starring into my eyes. I guess I was too. I mean she had lovely brown orbs.
"Hello?" I snaps her out after I realized the silent between us.
"Oh yes.. Um I'm sorry I didn't catch that. Can you repeat that again?" She told me a bit shyly.
She looked like she was thinking about something because she was looking at me up and down. Once the silent was back I decided to repeat myself.
"I said that why did you come to save me from taking a huge beat?" I asked once again while looking at her straight in the eyes.
"Because I couldn't see you getting hurt, I know I may not know you properly, but no one deserves getting beat and picked on." She responded.
I opened my mouth to say something, but she beat me to it and stopped me from talking.
"So, um are you feeling better to go to class or should I stay here and take you to the nurse?" She said shyly once again.
Honestly I wanted her to stay. She was beautiful, and I wanted to get to know her better, but who would ever want to get to know me. I'm a loser lying on the ground after taking a good ass beat to the face. She must think I am pathetic. As soon as I was about to get the courage, and tell her to stay the bell rang.
"I am alright by myself." I said with a hesitating tone.
I lied.
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