Oh Marcel

Chapter nineteen

Harry and I eventually went our sepret ways and I didn't see him until my last passing period.

"Hey so you leavin?" He asked me.

"Oh yeah. I usually don't stay a full day here..."I trailed off not trying to get into details.

" Well-" he got cut off.

"Hey Marc. Wanna hang out?" Scarlett asked me sounding happy.  She looked over at Harry and I could tell she was very confused, especially because I have never introduced her to him.  

" Oh I'm sorry Harry my friend Scarlett.  Scarlett, Harry," I tried to emphisize that I did not like Scarlett, because I could only imagine what was going through his extrea=amly dirty mind.  

He nodded his head and as did she.  They didn't talk much and I didn't care.  " Sure Scarlett," I agreed then just as I was about to speak, and then Emilie bounced over happily wearing a red plaid shirt not buttoned, a white tank top, dark denim skinny jeans, and a pair of black studded combat boots.  Harry and Emilie stood there for a few seconds and I was very confused.  Well not exactly confused more stunned.  No one was talking and Scarlett stared at me and make a stink face which ment she did not like the fact of Harry and Emilie.  

" Hey um my sister is having this party tomorrow and just curious anyone have an intrest in going?" Harry asked. 

" Sure where?" Scarlett asked as usual. Emilie still wasn't talking her eyes were fixed on Harry. 

" Oh um I'll text Marcel and he'll text you?" Harry offered. 

" Wait I don't have your phone number," I admitted. 

" Well don't just stand there lets see that phone of yours," Harry demanded with his tattood arm out infron of me.  I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I Phone without a case.  Before I handed it over  punched in my password and then I passed it over.  He quickly put in his number and it literally took a minute.  He handed in back and I didn't bother checking.  

" Well I think I gotta go, Marcel you coming?" She asked and we stated walking.  As we made our way up different types of stairs and around different corridors Scarlett stopped. 

Tom was walking with the rest of his freinds and he also at the same moment stopped.  I didn't bother watching, because seeing her with such a dooche bag made me uncomfortable. I almost made it to the Office when I looked back at Scarlett. Her lips were connected with Tom's.  Her arms around his neck, and his arms lazily around her waist.  I let out a small sigh and entered the Office.  The secretaries alowed me to leave and I did as I wished.  

I made my way out doors and I head running behind me.  I crossed the street and stated wallking to my car. Which for the record was at the other end of the parking lot. 

" Marcel you alright?!" Scarlett asked. 

" Yeah I'm fine, just had to um I really want to get out of the school.  Meet me at my house," I said and made my way to my car again.  After walking I hopped in and through my bag in the passenger seat.

AHHHHHHHHHHH. God damnit! How could she date that bastard!!! I screamed so loud I thought someone in the school would actully noticed.  Except no one would because I'm Marcel.  My talent is being invisible and I live on lonly lane.  She deserved so much better.  Shes so smart, sweet, and beautiful how could she be with someone who treats everyone like shit.  I tried to recover myself before driving.  As I drove down the open rode I couldn't help but think about her perfect smile, and the way her eyes squint when she laughs.  The way she hugs people and make you feel like you have something to live for. 

I pulled into my drive way and noticed very recongnizable pick up truck.  I left my blue back pact in the passenger seat and made my way to the large though sad house.  I walked in and I didn't see her though.  

" Scar!" 

No answer.  I walked up the stairs and into my room.  Sure enough Scarlett was looking very intense at my book shelf.  I stood there not saying anything, just admiring the view.  After a few seconds she finally stared at me.  

" Did you ever finish the book?" 

" Yeah actully I did last night before I went to bed," I said still leaning against the side of the door way.  

" So Harry?" She smiled and walked over towards me.  We were both across from each other and I very slowly started to sit down.  She did the same and we were still right across from each other. I couldn't and refuse to take my eyes off of her.  

" Yeah I guess he is my friend," I admitted. She laughed and didn't say anything after that. " Is somthing wrong?" 

" No not at all it's actully quite sweet that you would be friends with him.  You two don't seem to have tons in common though." 

" Well not tons, but we have one thing. Both of us are misunderstood,"  I said and nither of us said anything we both pulled out our phones and didn't say a word.