Perk 5 - Partying

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The Perks Of Being A Girl [Zayn Malik]

Perk 5 - Partying

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Ow.

Marcel is a person that makes me wonder. Not in a good way of course. He kind of creeps me out sometimes; it's almost like he's bipolar.

Yeah, I'll stick with that.

He may not look like much under the glasses and the old-fashioned wardrobe, but he's still . . . interesting. Still not in a good way.

He can be this awkward, eighteen-year-old bullied nerd who looks like he spends his life with his nose in textbooks all day and be this socially awkward twelfth grader who looks like he doesn't even have a life. I'll admit it, I admire his intelligence, but you know what they say.

People who have intelligence have no common sense.

In this case, it's bloody true.

He is strong; I mean, he has like a really strong grip. If I wasn't really a guy, I would've been shriveling already.

Maybe it's from the endless amount of lunchboxes he eats everyday.

He literally pulled me through the entire house with my arm encircled by his hand. I felt extremely awkward since you know . . . I'm secretly a guy.

Such close proximity.

Ugh.

He kind of, maybe, might have ran over everyone while dragging us two to the dance floor. Nobody was hurt, but the way he could run into places and everyone makes a path for him no matter what he does.

Maybe it's from the rumours of him having some sort of disease.

Then, as if everyone was reading my mind, they directed their conscience to me. Seeing that he was holding my arm, they were immediately wonderstruck.

I'm never going to live this down.

I'll forever be Veronica Malik, the girl who everyone thought was immune to nerditis (can people come up with better names?) but was dead wrong.

Whatever, it's not like I'm actually Veronica.

This is immensely awkward. I don't like this.

Thank god this was a party and they never really played slow songs. Or else, I would've been completely scarred for life.

Ugh.

We Can't Stop by Miley Cyrus started playing and everyone started yelling and cheering. I decided to dance - a little. I was never good at dancing and I never will be. Instead of standing awkwardly, I started dancing awkwardly.

My specialty.

During the chorus, everyone started scattering out, creating an empty space in the middle. What the heck was going on? Being normal, I moved back with the crowd and my eyes nearly popped out of my sockets.

In the middle breakdancing, was Marcel and Leeroy.

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Okay, this was a really bad chapter but I wanted to update earlier.

10 votes for the next chapter.

THERE'S SO MUCH CRAP AND I JUST

UGH

SEE YA LATER BEYOUTIES <- that's so cute :3

~ Jolie xx

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