Marcel's POV
I don't know what I'd do without Annie. She is pretty much my savior. I bet I'd probably be dead by now without her. Either the jocks would have killed me or...
No, don't think that way, Annie would like it.
It's only the first day and I can see senior year will be a drag.
But since 8th grade, Annie's been my rock, and she can do it for one more year.
*******
"Marceline!" they all shouted at me as I walked down the hall
I kept my head down and continued walking.
They caught up to me and began shoving me shouting "Marcy!" in my ear.
And then someone tripped me.
I fell on my face and they all started laughing and kicking me.
"Hey!"
I looked up to seed Annie's tiny figure standing confidently at the end of the hallway. She strode down the hall, closer to me.
"Scat! Get going!" She waved then away from me, and they all stalked off.
I stood up and gathered my books, dusting myself off.Annie looked deeply into my eyes and stretched out her arms to me, I gladly ran into them.
"Shhh. It'll be alright, it'll be alright" she said stroking my back. (I'm taller than her, so that's all she could do.)
She looked up at me
"Want a ride home?"
"Can we go to your house?" I asked her
"Of course"
We walked to her Lexus and hoped inside.
"Don't you have a sister?" I inquired
She waved her hand dismissively "She takes the bus"
She turned the ignition out the car in gear and pulled out of the lot...
Only to be stopped by a group of populars.
"Duncan!" a guy said
She stopped the car next to them
"Yo," she spoke to them
"A bunch of us are getting together at my house, and I want you there"
" And who are 'a bunch of us'?"
"Me, Troy, Keith, the other footballers, the cheerleaders, you know"
"Sorry, dude. I'm preoccupied"
The guy looked past her at me
"Doing what, entertaining low-life's?"
"My best friend it's not a low-life, Sam" He shook his head
"I'm not talking about Arabella"
"Arabella is not my best friend!"she looked at me "Marcel is"and lightly place your hand on my thigh when she said my name, and I got a feeling I only get when she touches me
Sam shrugged
"Your loss"
Annie shook her head
"No, yours" she squeezed my thigh, put the car in gear and took off.
I sighed
Annie glanced over at me "What?"
"You're wonderful Annie"
"How am I wonderful Marcel?"
"You just are Annie. You're amazing. Just amazing"
She glanced over a couple of times, but didn't press, and kept driving to her house.
*******
"Hi Mrs.Duncan" I said to Annie's mother
"Hello,uh-uh-um"
"Marcel" Annie whispered in a cough
"Marcel" she said to me
"Seriously mom, my best friend since 8th grade, and you still don't know his name. Jeez!"
"Sorry Marcel, I have a bad memory"
"Sure mom,"Annie pulled me by my arm "let's go"
Annie dragged me up the stairs, we passed her father on the way
"Hello Mr. Duncan" he nodded my way
"Hello Mark"
"Um, it's Marcel"
"Whatever you say, son"
Annie rolled her eyes and pulled in my arm
"C'mon!"
She dragged me to her room
"Hi Arianna," I said as we passed her little sister as she emerged from her room
"H-h-hi Marcel"she shyly waved to me as she pushed up her glasses
Arianna Duncan-Taylor-Duncan's little sister. Ironically she is less like her older sister and more like...me. She's not really 'popular', yet not a 'low-life' like me
"What's up Arianna?"
She humbly shrugged
"Just doing homework"
"Well, um-"
"Marcel!" Annie called from her room and stormed out to meet us
"Arianna! Stop bugging Marcel!"
"But I wasn't-"
"C'mon Marcel"she pulled me to her room and closed the door behind us.
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My Buddy Marcel
Fanfic"Once upon a time, there was a princess..." Well more like once upon a time there was a high school. And in this high school was Taylor-Ann Duncan. Taylor-Ann Duncan was the most popular girl in the school, and was best friends with the least popula...
