Introduction:
"Marcel, your so ugly." I said as we gathered around Marcel Styles.
"Oh my God Marcel! What are you wearing?" My best friend Savanna chimed in.
Marcel was now surrounded by me and my clique as we picked on him for everything he was. Marcel Styles was the nerd of all of Cheshire Prepatory High School. He had good grades and was the teachers pet for every class he had.
I, on the other hand, am Breanna Marie Thompson. Head of the cheerleading team. Prom queen for Freshman year and this year, for which I am a Sophmore. My parents are in third place for richest families in Cheshire, England. I live in a mansion that was once owned by one of Princess Diana's bestest friends. I am the only child and I am so glad of that because I get whatever I want. I have four horses and a teacup yorkie named Boi (pronounced "boy") even though it is a female, because I can. My parents have had tea with the Queen and my grandpap and nan had tea with the Beatles. But enough about me, for now.
I have picked on Marcel Styles for as long as grade school. He is so dorky with his plaid vests and neatly ironed trousers. Well, not only I have picked on Marcel, but my clique has too. My clique consists of the most popular cheerleaders in Cheshire Prep. Its me, my best mate, Savanna, the third best cheerleader, Carley, and the assistant head cheerleader, Olivia. We do everything we possibly can to make Marcel's life a living hell.
"Please leave me alone." Marcel says as he picks up the papers Carley just threw out of his hands onto the ground.
"Why?" Carley taunts. "Why should we leave the biggest nerd of Cheshire Prep alone?"
"I could be big one day." Marcel mummers under his breath as he pushes his black glasses up his nose.
"Big? Big?" Olivia laughs. "The only thing your going to be big in is being the biggest nerd ever!"
Marcel sniffs and looks back up at us. "We will see about that one day. But for right now, I have to get to Tech class. And Breanna, you should too." He says as he points at me.
"Whatever. I will get there when I get there. Now go peasant." I say as the girls and I act as if we are opening the door for him. He walks out and starts walking towards Tech class.
"Nice job girls!" I say as we give each other a high five. "Now we better get to our classes if we want to stay in the Cheer Squad." I say as we part our ways to our different classes.
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FanfictionBreanna Thompson falls hard for the nerd of Cheshire Prep when they are paires up for a Technology Class project. (A MARCEL STYLES FANFIC)