Behind The Glasses

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He walked to school, his morning route and was stopped by the popular kids.
"Hey, dork! How's our homework?" Jack asked.
"I-It's finished." Marcel stuttered.

The populars laughed and sped off, leaving Marcel to think about everything that just happened.

As he walked through the school gates, he smiled. He loved school, other than the bullying part of it.

He walked to his locker and had a chat with his best friend, Leeroy. Leeroy was almost like him, they were both outcasts and they were both different at home.

The bell rang and they left for class saying a quick goodbye. Marcel sat in his seat, quite comfortable, when a spitball hit the back of his neck. He shivered in disgust, but wiped it off and continued with class.

As the school day progressed, he was picked on more and more. He should've been used to it by then, but he wasn't. He was filled with so many emotions. Anger, sadness, etc.

He went home with a busted lip, a black eye, and a bloody nose. He ran into his room and washed the blood off. He took off his reading glasses and ruffled his hair.
"Harry, dinner is ready!" His mother shouted from the kitchen.
"I'm coming, mum!" He yelled after her.

Yes, he answered to Harry AND Marcel. He lived two lives. One to be seen in public and one to only be seen at home. Once, he went out without the hair gel in or the glasses on and no one knew him. The girls drooled over him and he was disgusted.

He raced to his mother's room and put makeup on his face to cover up the bruises. He ran to the kitchen to see his mother at the dining table, waiting for him. She noticed something was wrong when he kept his head down and didn't talk through dinner.
"What's wrong, honey?" She asked lovingly.
"I got beat up again." He said as he looked up.

She gasped and ran around the table to look at her baby boy. She wiped the makeup away and started to cry.
"That's it. You're wearing contacts and dressing comfortably from now on." She huffed.
"No, mum. I can't do that to Leeroy." He whined.
"I'm sorry, honey. I can't lose you." She said as she hugged him tightly.

That was when she made him take off the vest and tie. She lead him to his room and threw clothes, for the next school day, at him.
"Just one more day." He begged.
"Fine." She huffed.

She stomped out of the room and shut the door. He sighed and raked a hand through his hair. He put on some clean clothes and fixed his hair so he looked like Harry, not Marcel. He walked out of his room and to the front door. He slid on his brown boots and walked out the door. He walked into a store and everyone looked at him with curiosity. He rolled his eyes and continued his journey. He grabbed a Twix candy bar and paid for it before leaving. He slowly ate the candy as he started his adventure home.
"Hey, Marcel!" A group of jocks said.

He slowly turned around and the jocks were confused.
"Sorry, man! We thought you were someone else!" Jack apologized.

Harry was confused, yet he let it slip. He walked home and went to his room. He flopped onto his bed and groaned. He stood back up and stripped down to his boxers. He crawled under the covers and fell asleep, not ready for the next day.

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Hi lovelies!! I'm debating on whether I should continue in this point of view or not.... Please comment your opinions! I'd love the feedback!! Have a great day and know that I love you!!! ❤