Now I'm not even gonna' bother with the details about my shitty school because that's all I really have to say about it. It's a pretty shitty place filled with some pretty shitty people.
I walk into the cafeteria and order a yogurt and some pineapples from the little a la carte stand near the back doors. The forever unused in-the-case-of-a-fire-use-me doors. I hand the nice lady, Margie, I think her name is, three dollars and go with my food to my table, The Losers' Table, which would be the real life alternative to the back side of the garbage can. I sit down, eat my food, and then approach Mercedes.
"Hi, Mercedes," I say, almost adding Marie Morelli out of habit, as that's who she is. My face immediately heats up and I feel my stomach raging. I just talked to Mercedes Marie Morelli. I just talked to Mercedes Marie Morelli!
"Hey, Leo," she says casually, taking a sip of her apple juice.
"Mind if I sit down?" I ask.
"Nope, you can sit here," she says, smiling.
As her friends slowly approach from the lunch line, I take a deep breath.
"Mercedes," I say, "I think I'm in love with you."
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Mercedes.
RomanceLeo Novak was a nobody. Mercedes Marie Morelli was just a nerdy girl who was moving away to Texas, but when fate brings them together, Mercedes makes a choice that will change both of their lives forever.
