Marcels POV
I exited my black Range Rover with my backpack and trudged through the parking lot and up the stairs of my school. I try to get to school extra early to avoid my bullies, but sometimes they come early just so they can beat me up. Luckily today isn't one of those days though.
I made my way through the front doors of the school. There weren't too many people here but the ones the were there gave me weird, disgusted looks or laughed at me. Let's just say I don't dress the same and people tend to find it hilarious. I wear dress shirts, sweater vests, slacks, and large framed glasses.
I quickly made my way to my locker trying to avoid the comments and giggles.
Why does he dress like that?
He's such a nerd.
Ew look at his sweater vest.
I finally reached my locker within good timing. I collected the books I needed and hurried off to my first class. It's a shame they don't offer advanced classes at Doncaster High.
The class slowly started trickling in while I read my book. Before I knew it, class was starting. English was always easy for me so it went by very quick. I then went to my next classes and soon enough it was lunch. My bullies usually don't bother me at lunch because they would rather hang out with their other friends.
I made my way to my table. Yes, my table. One table in the back of the cafeteria where nobody sits is where I enjoy my lunch. I like my table very much because it has a perfect view of Louis Tomlinson. He sits with the popular kids.
Alright, I fancy Louis Tomlinson. He's just so beautiful with his bright blue eyes and brown, messy yet perfect fringe.
After I sat down I began eating my lunch, and admiring the perfect boy. He was laughing and talking with his friends as always. After he said something and they all laughed somebody else started talking. He glanced over at me and we made eye contact. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks and I looked down. How embarrassing.
I quickly stood up to throw my rubbish away. I was almost at the trash bin when I felt a foot trip me.
"Hey look it's the nerd!", said one of my bullies, Mark.
I did my best to stand up without doing something stupid being the clumsy fool I am. I then collected my spilled trash and disposed it.
The rest of the day was boring and uneventful but I couldn't get Louis off of my mind. He probably thinks I'm a freak after catching me staring at him like that.
At the end of the day I went to my locker and got my stuff in record time. I ran to my car and then left school. I avoided so many beatings today I am quite happy.
I pulled into my garage and entered my house. My mum was still at work. I then went upstairs and changed into my clothes I don't wear when I'm.. in school?
I threw on some black skinnies and a Pink Floyd shirt. In addition I shook out my curls and put in some contacts. I don't wear these clothes to school so people don't recognize me in public. I'm actually quite popular at the tattoo parlor. People are just so stereotypical.
I decided to go for a walk around town so I slipped on my boots and started to walk towards the tattoo parlor first. I dropped by and said hi to my friends and chatted with them a little bit. Then I went shopping for some clothes and bought a few shirts. I was going to go back and possibly get another tattoo when my mum texted me.
My co-worker and her son are coming over for dinner tonight. Tidy up the house for me?
That's when I decided to head home. I cleaned up our house a bit and when I finished my mum walked in the door.
"Hi Marcy! Thank you for cleaning up!"
"Your welcome mum, it wasn't a problem", I replied.
My mum's face then lit up when she remembered something," Do you know a Junior at your school named Louis Tomlinson? I know your a year younger but ya know."
Oh my god
"Y-Yes I know who he is.", I nervously replied.
My mum then became overly happy," Great! Him and his mum, Jay are coming over in a half hour!"
She then left the room. Oh my god. Louis was coming to my house, and was going to hang out with me. After today, that will be so awkward. Maybe he forgot?
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