Captured heart (Marcel)

For those of you who don't know, Marcel is Harry styles alter ego.

It was the first day back of school from the summer. To be honest, it was the worst summer of my life. My parents had got a divorce. Me and my mum had moved to this new house on the end of River avenue, my mum had a new job 2 hours away and my dad had moved to Brazil. It was crazy! None of my ‘friends’ had even messaged me once to ask where I was. We hadn't spoken for six weeks!  It was a emotional roller coaster but I managed to feel better and just get on.

I packed my bag for school, it was 7.40am and I was just on time.

“Are you ready?” My mum called from downstairs.

“Yeah” I shouted back. I did up the buckle on my bag and then strolled down stairs where my mum was waiting at the door swinging her keys.

We walked out into the car and drove to school.

When we got there my mum kissed my cheek goodbye. I use to be embarrassed but now I appreciate how lucky I am to have my mum.

***

I sat at my desk, I was quite early so only a few other students were inside the class. When the school bell went a crowd of other kids followed in all together.

In that crowd were my old friends.

“Bella, what a surprise”

Ariana called; running up to me with open arms. She was wearing a really tight skirt and a white laced top with heeled ankle boots.

I hugged her and then pulled myself away with a really fake smile slapped on my face. “Ariana, I’ve missed you so much” I squealed back trying to sound as excited as she was.

I was always in the popular group at school but now I’ve been away from them for six weeks – it felt embarrassing to be with them and it felt really fake.

 Emily walked in behind Ariana with two boys next to her. She was such a flirt it was kind of disgusting! I use to be jealous when she talked to the boys I liked, I always thought she did it on purpose but I never said anything.

“Bella where the hell have you been these six weeks, we thought you’d moved to Brazil” Emily said.

She used her bitchy, posh voice. She’s used it for so long I think she got caught up in using it and forgot how to speak without it.

 “Sorry I haven’t messaged you guys, we moved house” I told them. They both nodded and sat at their desks.

All the students had sat down and stopped muttering when the form tutor walked in. “Good morning class” The lady scquealed in a high pitch, annoying tone.

Her voice made my head spin in agony.

Just as she was in the middle of introducing herself, the door quietly opened.

Every head turned to it.

A nerdy boy stumbled in, trying his hardest not to draw attention to himself. That was almost impossible in this school.

“Why are you late?” The teacher asked while the boy was half way to his seat. He stopped and turned around with a little frown on his face. “I c-couldn’t find-d my c-class” He said. He stuttered very nervously I almost felt sorry for him.

The popular boys at the back of the room started laughing and repeating what he said in a mocking tone and the popular girls fake laughed thinking it was attractive.

I kind of just sat there. I didn’t want to be rude. I knew what it felt like being the new kid. Luckily for me it was easy because I was told I was really pretty and boys liked me so I guess the girls wanted to be friends with me two.