Dimples and Glasses

Chapter 5

*Marcel's POV*

The next day is pretty much the same. Noëlle and I have Calculus and English together, then lunch then I have art and she has a different class, we have last class together. Then I go over to her house again. We repeat this process for a month before I decide to change it up a bit.

"Hey Noëlle, I know over the past month we've been friends and stuff and I usually go over to your place, but would you like to...maybe...come over to mine for a change?" I ask, nervously.

"Sure! I'd love that!" Noëlle replies.

*An hour later*

"So this is my house." I say pulling into the driveway.

"Its nice." she says looking at the two story home. We have some plants in our front yard, and a big oak tree.

"So why did you switch schools Marcel? " Noëlle asks me.

"I was getting bullied a lot, and this highschool is closer to home I guess."

"Sorry to hear that, why would people bully such a sweet guy?" she asks.

"I've been bullied for my looks a lot ever since I was little. I wear big round glasses and my hair this way," I say pointing at my slick backed hair, " I guess people don't like nerds."

"I guess, but you're so nice, and you're so cute!" She says. I blush lightly. She pokes at my dimples, making me laugh.

"Am not, how could a 17 year nerd old like me be cute?" I ask. She laughs this time, and we step out of the car.

"Come on let's go inside" I say.

"I'm right behind you."

We walk in and head up to my room. She follows me in and she looks a little shocked. I have some 5sos posters on my dark blue walls, and a guitar in the corner of my room. She sets her bag on the floor.

"You play guitar?" Noëlle asks.

"Em no, it's not mine, this wasn't my room at first it was someone else's."

"What do you mean? "

"Em this was actually my brother Edward's room... until he died." I say, looking down.

"Oh Marcel.. I.. I'm so sorry. How did it happen...I-if you don't mind me asking?"

"I don't mind. Well.. Edward died in a car accident a year before I was born. My parents almost named me after Edward, but they made it my middle name instead. The posters I put up, but the guitar...it's Edward's. This was his room, but now its mine, well it's been mine since I was born. I really wish I had gotten to know him, I bet he would have been a great big brother to me. Protecting me from bullies, always having my back. You know, brother stuff. " I reply, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Oh Marcel" Noëlle says. She hugs me tight, making me blush.

"It's ok.. I'm ok" I say, sniffling a bit. She wipes my tears away.

"I...em..can I tell you something? N-nevermind its too soon." I mutter.

"Ok maybe when we get closer we can talk about it?"

"Sure I guess"

I want to tell Noëlle how I feel, but i'm not yet sure if she likes me that way. Why would a beautiful girl like her ever like me?

"Hey I have a surprise for you!" She says, changing the subject. I'm glad she did.

"What is it?" I ask.

"I'm going to give you a makeover!" She squeals.

"What? why?"

"Oh come on Marcel, just for fun. I want to see what you would look like in some different clothes, and if you didn't have the glasses and hair gel. It'll be fun! Now go take a shower."

"Ok I'll be back"

"I'll be waiting." She replies.