Oh, Marcel!

Operation JJ

~Ember~

I paused the TV again and looked over to where Marcel was perched on the chair. He was staring intently at the screen looking over Harry's features. The features that very closely matched his own.

"Mars, what are you thinking?" He turns his head to me, trying to tear his eyes away from the screen. His eyes flick away and now they're staring at me.

"I think that we do look alike." He quietly says. "Ember this is...I can't even explain it."

"I understand. Let's change the subject, huh?" I ask as he turns back to the screen. I hit the play button and Harry fades away and the other boys pop up.

"Okaaay." He draws out the a's.

"How will I get my phone back? I've had some ideas, but I don't know.." I trail off looking down at my hands.

"We can, uh, call the police?" Marcel rakes his hand through his curly hair.

It's really driving me crazy, I just want to touch it again. It was just so fluffy..

I snap from my trance and look at him staring at me.

"Do you really want to get them involved and have that on our record at school? People are going to hate us even more." I say picking at the skin around my index finger. It was a habit I had picked up recently. I didn't know what made me suddenly start doing it either.

He looked down at his own hands, he intertwined them together as he thought.

"I guess not. But then what do we do?"

"Well, we can just go over there to see what they want from us in the first place to get it back. And if it is something beyond our reach, well then we will have to try a different approach." I say looking up and bracing for his reaction. I didn't know him well enough to predict it.

"A-approach?"

"Yes, Marcel. And I think you know exactly what I mean.." I was referring to the brawny side of him I had seen earlier.

"I-I don't know a-about that one." Marcel said, his stuttering becoming worse.

It must only happen when he gets nervous about something.

"Please Marcel?" I plead and put on my puppy dog eyes. They always worked on my mom, how could they not work on my new bestfriend.

Marcel looked conflicted, he bit his lip.

"Okay fine!" He says and slouches down in the chair.

"When can we get it?" I sit up a little taller knowing that my plan was working so far.

"How about right now?" Marcel stands up and straightens his shirt. He pulls his keys out from the basket on the end table.

"Really?!" My voice getting high pitched and excited.

"Really." And with his one word, we headed out the door.

~Marcel~

I can't really be going along with this can I?

But I am as I unlock the car and get inside. I start the engine as Ember buckles herself in. I adjust the rearview mirror, I play around with the lights, I mess with the seat, I'm doing everything to stall this.

Ember huffs loudly.

I look over at her and shes sitting there with her arms folded across her chest.

"Stop fooling around and let's go!"

"Okay, okay."

My hand shakes as I put the car into reverse and back slowly out of the driveway. I can tell that Ember is getting nervous too as I see her thumb go up to her teeth.