Oh, Marcel!

The Lengua Disaster

~Ember~

A loud knocking on my bedroom door made me sit up in bed.

"Yeah?" My voice groggy from my nap. "Come in."

The door opens slowly and Marcel walks in. He looks like Harry dressed in tight skinny jeans. He has nice legs.

"Hey." I say smiling at him. I've been thinking a lot more today about things. I was just glad to see him.

"Hi. Sorry that was a little loud. Your mom said you were up here." Marcel says. He sits down at my computer and spins around the chair to face me. His hair isn't gelled back, its left natural. But his eyes aren't green anymore. They're hazel.

"Marcel, what happened to your eyes?!" I peer into them.

"Oh. These are my new contacts. Sorry, must have forgotten to mention. I changed my eye color as to not get confused with Harry. Man, I would hate to be confused for him!" His head shakes making his curls sway slightly. I just want to reach out and touch them.

But I can't.

Because I made a promise to myself that if I was to be with Jimmy. I was to be with Jimmy and no one else.

"Yeah, I can tell. Some girls are crazy. But your eyes are still pretty. I like your green better."

"Well I got regular contacts too. I can wear them just for you." He chuckles and scoots closer to the bed. I hadn't been feeling the best lately. Maybe it was from the overthinking. Most of my days weren't spent laying around and sleeping.

"Great. Cuz I don't want to look into Harry's all the time. Oh, hey did you still want me to set him and Emily up or?" I ask remembering the earlier conversation we had after he called to tell me about his experience.

"Yes. Harry never got her number or anything. Maybe you could go on a double date as to not make her feel so awkward you know?" Marcel looks at his hands.

"You mean like with you?"

"Oh no! I meant with Jimmy!" He looks up suddenly. My face falls slightly and he notices.  "Not unless you wanted me to."

"No that's okay. You're right. I need to take Jimmy."

"Yeah. So, want to go get something to eat? Your mom says you've been moping about a lot."

"Okay like where?" My body seems to suddenly energize.

"A secret. I promise you will like it." Marcel says, his now hazel eyes lighting up.

"Fine, fine. I'll get dressed." I toss the covers off of me and realize I'm wearing only a bra and panties. Marcel looks away quickly. I cover myself back up.

"I'll be waiting in the car." I can hear his slight chuckle as he leaves and closes the door behind him.

He wasn't stuttering anymore. His speech was perfect. And I loved it.

Oh Ember.

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"Cover your eyes. I don't want you knowing yet, but we are almost there." Marcel says excitedly as I cover up my eyes.

I feel the car move smoothly as Marcel navaigates turns. 5 or so minutes later, he comes to a stop and turns off the car. My hands move from my face and I take in the view.

A beautiful log cabin sits in front of us. White smoke billowing out of the chimmey, the lights on in the windows. A sign above the door reads 'The Cabin'. It's amazing how that name sends tingles to my fingers.