Marcel's POV
"Distracted? By what?"
She shook her head
"Never mind Marcel. just go on"
I didn't like when she did that to me, it made me feel like there was something she wanted me to see, that I was completely blind to.
As I kept explaining the project to her, I noticed that she placed her head on my shoulder and would occasionally stare up at me.
"Marcel!" She said suddenly
"Yes?"
"Can we please stop with the science and do something else?"
I was uneasy
"I don't know..."
"We have three months for this! And besides, this should be a breeze for the smartest kid in the school"
I blushed and held back a smile
"Alright, fine Annie"
"Yay!" She took my face in her hands and rubbed our noses together (which signifies how we met)
"And what are we doing?"
I asked
"You are gonna talk to me" she got up and turned off the light "about yourself"
I rolled my eyes, it was always the same thing.
The darkness made me more comfortable. Whenever she did this she wanted me to confess things, and it made it so much easier to do that when I didn't have to look at her face.
Not saying that there's anything wrong with her face, it's just that she's so...
Beautiful.
And I'm so...
Dorky.
Sometimes I think my best friend has gone insane. And my biggest fear is that one day she will regain her sanity and wonder why she ever decided to be friends with a low-life like me.
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"But Marcel!" She whined, the sound of get voiced pierced the darkness.
I shook my head, then realizing she couldn't see it, said "No"
"But why not?"
"Because that's not me"
She probably pouted, and then said "But I've seen you without the glasses, the sweaters, and the gel" there was shuffling until felt her breath on my cheeks. She grabbed 2 fistfuls of my sweater and then released them, placing the flat of her palms on my chest. I could feel all ten fingers through the fabric, making me feel lucky it was dark so she couldn't see what was happening to me.
"So?" I said to her
"You're so gorg" she whispered as she pressed her palms into my chest. I hate when she does this to me. It feels so...
Different.
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My Buddy Marcel
Fanfiction"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...
