Nerd or Not

Chapter 4

Lousilia Pov

Marcel doesn't realize it, but he can always stop the bulling, anyone can. It may not stop completely but it might get Lucas to back off.

He stared at me in confusion.

I was about to tell him how but I was cut off by the bell. His eyes went wide.

"Ahh crap, I am going to be late." He whined.

"Why would you be late the bell just rang?" I questioned.

"I will get pushed into a locker, now that I am not there before the bell rings." he looked scared.

"You won't if I am with you, what class do you have next?"

"Algebra II."

"Oi! that is my next class too, we can walk together." I said maybe to loud.

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Class went by really quickly and it was now the time to finally go home. I had three classes with Marcel. After seeing what they did to him, the names they called him, I just knew I had to do something. Not just be someone who stands up for him in the halls, I have to be that someone who turns his world around, the person that's the reason for his smile, the person who just might turn out to be his one true love. I know a little cheesy, but you get where I am getting at.

You could say I like Marcel, and I could say I do like him........ALOT! How can you not, unless you are stereotypical and hate everybody who does not look cute. For me Marcel is cute, sweet, and shy.

I was waiting by Marcel's locker, when he walked up.

"Hey, w-what are you doing here don't you r-ride on the bus?" he questioned snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yah, but I was wondering if I could go over to your house my mom won't be home until she gets done at work and I left my key at home." I said blankly.

I didn't really leave my keys home I just don't want to be at home ALL alone. I'de be very lonely, don't judge me.

"I-I guess you can."

"Ok thanks."

He lead me out to his car it was Ranger Rover. Quite and expensive car for a person like Marcel.

"Nice car," I stood there while he opened the passenger side door for me.

"Yah, it is." he shut the door and walked to the other side of the car. Such a gentlemen.

We were riding down with the radio playing softly. He was humming quietly to the music, I was going to ask him if he sings until we pulled in to a drive way of like a mansion.

"Is this your house?" I sat there awe stuck by the size of the house it explained the car.

"Yes."

"You could have like awesome parties..." he glared at me " I mean it's very big."

He lead my into the gigantic house, as soon as you walk in there is a wide staircase leading up to the second floor.

My stomach started make a dying whale noise

"Y-You hungry?" Marcel asked.

" No my stomach just likes to be weird...........sorry that was rude yes I am." my mom always say I am to big for my britches and I thinks she might be right.

"O-ok then, I will go and m-make some sandwiches and you c-can go watch tv or s-something." he walked away.

I started to explore his home. I was very massive and I almost got lost. I came upon a bedroom which I suppose was Marcel's because there were posters on the walls. I was about to walk in.

"Hey t-the sandwiches are r-ready!" Marcel yelled from the kitchen. I will definitely have to explore his room.

A/n

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