The Styles Triplets

Chapter 7- Reputation Can Be a Killer

McKenna's POV:

After I left Marcel at lunch I felt like I did the wrong thing. But how was that possible, I did the right thing, I was honest with him, right?

I made the slow walk down the hall to detention. It was the last thing I needed. I opened the door and sat down at the front.

"Oh look who it is, bad ass McKenna." someone whispered in my ear.

"What are you talking about?" I asked turning around to see Henderson and his gang of 4. At first I didn't recognize him. He changed a lot since middle school. But I knew about his reputation. He was a pot smoker and a real tool. His friends were no better.

"We saw you at the party last weekend. And it's all over school that you were seen leaving with Manchester's very own new bad boy, Edward. Of course he's no competition to me. And we all know what kind of rep he has after he was caught with Ashley."

I felt so embarrassed. I didn't think I recognized anyone at the party. I am never drinking again. Then I remember Edward did have sex with Ashley and in the closet at school. I wonder how that got around. Oh yeah Ashley, she was a loud mouth whore. Even though she was 'my friend' sometimes I did not like her. "I don't know who you think you are to talking to me like that, but I did not have sex with Edward this weekend."

"Oh so that dark purple mark on his neck that just happened to appear the next day, wasn't you? Man that guy must get around a lot more than I thought. I guess he's cooler than he leads on."

"How would you know that?"

"Cause we happen to like Edward. He's our friend," he said.

I couldn't believe that Edward hung out with these people. He was so nice around me, well I guess that was when he wasn't trying to get into my pants. Then again, that was all the time. So I guess Edward really wasn't the guy for me. I turned back around and looked at the clock watching the second hand move at snail pace. Could this go by any slower?

"So this weekend McKenna want to come to my place? My parents are gone for the weekend" Henderson whispered in my ear.

"Eww I would never in a million years," I said turning around and slapping him in the face.

"Oh baby doll don't be like that. Don't worry I'll rock your world. If you thought Edward was good, you'll think I'm amazing"

I couldn't wait to get out of there. All I wanted was to leave. I couldn't believe how mean these guys were being to me. I just wanted to cry.

"Oh McKenna, don't be like that" Henderson said grabbing my shoulder. I tore it away from his grasp and asked to go to the bathroom.

I was walking to the bathroom and I couldn't believe my eyes. Harry was standing there making out with Stacy. That's right, Stacy my brothers girlfriend or whatever they were right now.

"Harry?"

He pulled away quickly. It took a while for him to respond "McKenna? It's not-"

I started running. I didn't care how much trouble I was going to get into for skipping out of detention. I just had to leave. And the one person I thought I could talk to wasn't talking to me. I pulled out my phone and called Marcel, it was worth a shot at least.

No answer. It went to voicemail on the third ring. Was he really screening my call? "Marcel. I'm sorry. I know I'm probably the last person you want to-"

"Mac? Why are you crying?" he sounded concerned.

I didn't even realize tears were streaming down my face. "I'm running out of detention can you meet me?"

"Mac you don't want to get into any more trouble. Just go back and I'll meet you outside right after."

"Promise?" I asked.

"Yes" he said.

I made the slow walk back to detention and sat back down. I tried the best I could to ignore Henderson and his friends but they kept poking fun at me.

As soon as detention was over I ran straight out and saw Marcel standing there just like he promised. I had a huge smile on my face and ran into his arms. I think he was caught off guard cause he just stood there for a moment.

"Oh so McKenna's into the nerds now. Look McKenna I can be nerdy too," I heard Henderson say.

"No I think she's just into siblings. Who's next Harry?" One of his friend said.

I felt Marcel clenching me tighter as if he realized why I was so upset.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Marcel said very powerfully.

"Oh look the nerds standing up for his slutty girlfriend."

"She's not a slut," Marcel said anger consuming him.

"Can we just leave" I begged Marcel. He let go of me and wrapped one arm around me and walked me down the hall. We walked straight out of the school without saying anything. "Thanks"

"For what?" he asked.

"For standing up for me. I've never seen you so angry before."

"Oh, I guess I'm so used to being bullied myself that I don't even try to stand up for myself cause it's useless. But I care about you, and you seemed really upset when you called me. Was it just because of those jerks or something else?"

Marcel let go of his arm around me and I suddenly felt a loss. Marcel was the right guy for me, not Edward and certainly not Harry. "Well Henderson and his friends were calling me a slut because I guess it's going around school that I slept with Edward. But I didn't and you know that. So I left to go to the bathroom and that's when I saw Harry. He was in the hallway making out with Stacy. Who I thought was with my brother, but that's a whole other story"

He didn't say anything for a while. "Harry's my brother, but he can be a real jerk when it comes to girls. He always puts his needs first. And McKenna you deserve better. You deserve someone that's not going to hurt you, someone that cares about you and will listen to you."

"Thanks Marcel. I'm so sorry about earlier, and if you don't want to talk to me anymore then-"

"Mac of course I want to talk to you. I thought about what you said, and I do want to be your friend, no matter how hard it is for me. You're my first friend I made here and I usually don't make friends that easily. You made me feel special and I don't want to lose you."

After talking for a while longer we ended up at my house. "Would you like to come in?" I asked.

"I would love to, but I have a few things to take care of" he said.

"Oh... okay. I'll see you tomorrow," I said walking inside and shutting the door. I was actually disappointed that Marcel didn't want to stay over for a while. What things did he need to take care of anyways?

"Mac is that you?" My mum called from the kitchen.

"ugh yeah"

"Please come here"

Here we go, first she'll get upset about my having detention then she'll get mad that I didn't call.

"I heard that you got detention today"

"Yeah, but I couldn't-"

"I'm proud of you sticking up for your friend, but next time do it in a way that won't almost get you kicked out of school."

"Okay, sorry"

"So who's the lucky guy?"

"What are you talking about?"

"The guy that just walked you home"

"He's just a friend" I said. "A really good friend"

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Haha so I realized Marcel's song could be I Would. Remember to comment and vote if you like this story :) Thanks for all the reads!