Oh, Marcel!

Where's Marcel?

~Ember's POV~

I pulled into the school parking lot. It was already filiing up and school had half an hour to start yet. There was an open spot in the front of the lot next to an old blue ford and a new red corvette.

People sure do like to throw their money around here. But then again, what's so different from where I used to live. Everyone there acted so much better than the other person. It was hard to be real when everyone else was so fake.

The rear view mirror caught my eye and I stared at myself for a little bit.

Same dull blonde hair, same dull blue eyes surrounded by a thin application of mascara, same stupid baby nose.

I hate my face. I hate it. I hate it. Why can't I look like all those other girls? All those other gourgeuos models on tv. I wasn't as skinny as them either. I was 'normal'.

The door on my old Lexus swung creaked open as I reached over for my bag. Sighing, I adjusted my outfit I had picked out today. A pink sweater and a white knitted scarf paired with dark wash jeans and flats.

I hope that Marcel noticed my outfit.

Did I just think that? Whoa. Stop Ember.

Marcel is stuck in my mind. Its weird that you could spill your guts out to a person you barely knew.

The school wasn't too crowded as I was here a little early. I got to my locker and opened it shoving my bag in the bottom and taking out the things I needed for English. I shut my locker and walked into the room.

Marcel's seat was empty.

I sat down in the spot I sat at yesterday, Mrs.Anges smiled at me. I smiled back and then opened my notebook to pretend that I was doing something.

Time passed, other kids came in. Still no Marcel.

The bell rang. Still no Marcel.

Where could he be? He was fine yesterday, he should be here. Unless I scared him off with my story.

Maybe he didn't want to be around me anymore. My heart dropped with each passing second of the class with Marcel gone.

My first friend gone within 24 hours.

"Hey, you're Ember right?" A blonde boy said turning around in his seat. He was very musuclar and quite attractive actually.

"Yes, thats me. Who are you?" I asked trying to sound bubbly, even though I was still thinking about Marcel in the back of my mind. 

Maybe I didn't need Marcel today, I'd be okay. 

"I'm Johnny!" He whispered. "Want to eat lunch with us today? Instead of that nerd." He added the last part quietly and winked at me. 

"I would love to." I whispered back and winked back. But started to think about what he just said about Marcel. 

When lunch time finally rolled around and Marcel still hadn't shown up, I figured it was time to give up on him being here today. 

I'll just try to make new friends. It doesn't seem that hard. I just have to not blurt out my past to strangers. I've learned my lesson. Scared him away, far away clearly.

I walked into the lunchroom, looking around, I was completely lost until I saw Johnny walking towards me.

"Hey, girl!" He said and put his arm around my shoulders. It felt good with his big strong arm around me, but I couldn't get Marcel's face out of my head.

"Hi, Johnny!" I chuckled as I was being taken to sit with him and his friends.

He pulled out a chair for me and all his other friends smiled at me and said hello.

"Everyone this is Ember! She just moved here yesterday!" Johnny announced obviously proud he found me first.

"Hi Ember, I'm Jimmy." said the boy sitting across from me. He had the same build as Johnny except he had dark black hair and bright green eyes, almost as bright as Marcel's are.

Stop Ember.

"Hey there." I said smiling at him and the others. This was good, I was making new friends. I was becoming popular, I think.

Well so much for Marcel.