The Styles Brothers

*8*

KENZIE

"Ok so students, I know I've called each and every one of you to remind you of next week's field trip. As you all know, you'll be going by pairs so you'll be with your Chem Lab partner on this trip" I looked at my right seeing Marcel and he did the usual; blushing ad smiling a bit.

"I need you a parents permit from your parents, assuring you to join this outside school activity" the teacher continued. "Here are the stuff you need to bring for this outing" he then started writing a few stuff on the board for us to bring on our field trip next week.

"Guess we're partners again" I smiled at him.

"Y-Yeah we are" he blushed and smiled again. I couldn't help but to not smile and think about Marcel for being this too innocent and shy when it comes to people he meets or talks to. It's just that I thought I find guys to be talkative, but to him, he's acting like his normal self; being shy of course.

I jotted down all the stuff our teacher wrote down on the board and after that he started with the lecture.  A lecture I couldn't even focus about because of me glancing every now and then at Marcel. I assumed he noticed me looking at him, but still couldn't look at me.

Could Jas' theory be correct? I mean he does look like Timmy, but I couldn't imagine him liking me although I think it's the other way around. Me liking him? Could it be possible? Her words kept playing in my mind in a repetitive manner and yet I still ask the same questions to myself.

I've never liked someone who would be like Marcel; in a stereotype of way I guess. I mean, others may think that you would die to be in someone els'e arms and that someone has to be hot, muscular in size and most importantly handsome in the looks, but to Marcel, he's just different.

The bell rang and soon I headed towards my next class. Marcel waved me a goodbye although his face was still the same like it was before. I exited the room and went over to my locker to get a few notes and stuff for Home Ec class as my next subject. 

Luckily the class wasn't too far from my previous class; just about a two-minute walk I suppose. I walked to find where my place was and saw Harold talking to two girls; one blonde and one brunette. Then  suddenly I felt a little kick of jealousy seeing him smiling as he was talking to the girl. Now I think I look stupid, standing by the doorway, watching him talking to others and making choices like 'should I run away since I know he won't be interested in seeing me after talking to them?' or 'just walk up there, act casual and pretend I didn't see what happened between them and ignore him for the rest of the period?' my thoughts were cut off when I noticed the teacher walked passed me to enter the room.

I quickly walked to the table where he was and sat down immediately. "Hey" I then heard him speak up from beside me.

Oh no, what should I say? I should've done option 1 when I had the chance. Clearly the two options were being ignored by me. "Oh....hey" was all I could say. The most awkward tine of voice I had to use. I wish I could ask him about the two girls he was talking to awhile ago, but maybe he'll think I'm curious as to why he was talking to them or maybe he thinks that its wrong to talk to them since I asked.

"So, you were talking to some girls a while ago"

"Yeah, they were nice" he smiled. I knew he liked them.

"What were you talking about?" maybe I shouldn't have asked that. Before as I talked to him he was fixing his stuff, now when I asked him that, his eyes were focused on me now.

"Oh well, they just started asking me about how school has been going since I transferred here and yeah that's pretty much it" I think he lied. I feel as though they were trying to flirt with him; asking him on a date or whatever.