Oh, Marcel!

Back To School

~Marcel's POV~

I sprung up in my bed, shiver rushing through my body. Sweat made the sheets stick to me.

Another nightmare.

Ember had tried to kill herself again.

All night I was having bad dreams about her. I woke up at two in the morning gasping for breath. I think I was running to save her.

But wait. Marcel, why are you dreaming about a girl you just met? Literally just met, yesterday. This girl is beyond your grasp. You can't have her. She might have told you her story, but she's only using you. Maybe she was even lying. 

I shook my head. The voices disappearing for now.

I threw the covers off of me and the rush of air cooling my sweaty body. I was sleeping in my boxers, which for me, was not normal at all.

Nothing was normal anymore and it had only been one day.

This has to be because of Ember. If she would have just sat in a different seat yesterday, I could just be Marcel again. No nightmares, no cold sweats, no worrying.

Was I really going to let her take over my life? Like I said before, I've only known the girl a day.

Maybe it was because she could be my friend. Thats it. Its all going to my head. This means nothing.

Or does it mean something?

It was 6:01 am. I had to get ready for school which started at 8:30. I rubbed my tired eyes and searched around for my glasses. They weren't on my nightstand. I hope I didn't lose them. I stood up and walked to the bathroom, everything around me blurred.

Crunch.

"Oh Shit!" I said and looked down beneath my foot. There were my glasses, the glass cut into my foot.

So much for unbreakable.

I hopped over to the bathroom nearly tripping over my chair and ramming my hip into the door. My foot was bleeding in my hand as I held it up.

I cleaned my foot off and bandaged it to stop the bleeding. I was sitting on the counter, my foot on my lap. I looked in the mirror at my miserable face, the bruises apparent again. I could see that even without my glasses on. They seemed to be healing fast for it just happening yesterday. Or maybe its because I still had some concealer on.

I ran my free hand through my hair only to find out that it was still gelled and now all sweaty. I needed a shower.

I gingerly set my foot on the ground trying not to put any pressure on it. I hobbled over to the shower and turned the water on, the sound instantly soothing me.

Pulling off my boxers, I looked at my toned body in full. Well I couldn't really see it, but I knew it was there. 

I had everything a girl could want, except for bravery.

I was not brave.

~Ember's POV~

I was still thinking about Marcel when I woke up. I hadn't been able to sleep all night, he was in my mind. It was like he was a permanent fixture in my head now. I kept thinking about what could happen.

Don't you ever get that? Where you just meet someone and your mind starts to drift into the future? You feel strange for doing it when you see the person the next day but until then, it's wonderful. 

This made me happy. I trusted him and I think I had a small crush on him.

I really couldn't wait to see him today.

I plugged in my straightener and waited for it to heat up.

Maybe I'll invite Marcel over today. Or is that asking for too much too soon? It's only been a day.

I don't know, I'm just so confused. I wonder if he feels the same way I'm feeling right now.

The straightener beeped and I began to straighten my hair. I managed to burn my finger, but it wasn't as bad as I thought. I could use it as a conversation starter or something when I saw Marcel.

'Oh hey look! I was totally thinking about you and accidentally burnt my finger'

Wow Ember, yeah just go say that to some guy you just met. Way to make friends. 

I am hardcore crushing aren't I?

~Marcel's POV~

Fresh out of the shower, I gelled my hair and put concealer on my face. I looked at my blurry face in the mirror.

What was I going to do without my glasses?

I am so screwed. I can't see.

Maybe I should just stay home, but I already gelled my hair.

You can wash it out, Marcel. Stay home, take a day off. Ember doesn't want to see you without your glasses anyway.

The voices in my head were right. She probably would get scared off.

I was going to do something I normally wouldn't do.

I'm going to skip school. I'm not going.