Fakes, Lies, and Love

Chapter 2

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My mum always used to get me to sleep by telling me stories about her life. She told me that we were similar in a few ways. When she was young, she never took no for an answer. My mum was a bright person. We're both confident, proud, and loving girls. We never let anyone stand in our way. I guess I always admired that about her.

As I was walking towards the school, something catches my attention. I look over and see him staring at me. Marcel. I give him a little smile in which he returns it and adds a wave. I can almost feel my cheeks burning up. Why is he staring at me? What does he want? What if he comes over here? I hope he doesn't. He'll ruin my image! Ugh, life sucks. I just decide to turn my attention to the school. Jeez, these steps are huge. As I was getting closer to the door, a gifure steps in front of me and I fall back.

"Shit," I mumble while rubbing my head.

"Oh no!" says a nazel voice. "I didn't mean to knock you over. Do you need help up?" I look to the person who was speaking. Damn he was adorable. In a nerdy way. "Uh, you there?" he chuckled.

"Oh sorry!" I laugh, realising what I was just doing. "I didn't notice I was staring."

"Uh-uh it's o-okay," he studders. "To be honest y-you weren't the only suspect! Uh, I came over here t-to introduce m-myself." Hmm, is MARCEL your name? Hahaha. Oh. My. God. Kayla, just listen to the nerd! "H-hi, m-my name i-is Marcel Styles. W-what's your n-name?"

"Hey Marcel! I'm Kayla Carter," I state.

"I admire your name," he looks down and fiddles with his fingers. "It suites you."

"Um, thanks?" It came out more like a question. How are you supposed to respond to that?

"Well, I g-guess I'll see y-you in class," and he leaves with a smile and wink. Ugh, dimples! They're like little black holes!!

"Yup," I practically wisper to myself. "See ya." So first on my TO-DO list: Ignore the new kid. I can do that... Right?

(picture of Marcel to the side)

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Okay, first period is... Science. Book? Check. Notebook? Check. Laptop? Check. Pencil? Check.

As I walk into science class... Well whaddya know! First person here? You guessed it. Marcel Styles. Since I am.. Popular.. I sit in the back with the rest. Honestly, I have no idea where the teacher is. I must be in deep thought because I'm staring right at Marcel. Wait. MARCEL?? Why do I have to stare at HIM??

"So we meet again, Kayla," Marcel snorts.

"I guess so," I respond with a hint of sarcasm.

"So, what do you like i-in a guy?" he asks suddenly getting serious.. A bit too serious.. Awkward!

"Well, someone who's cute, nice, funny but can be serious when needed, I like brunettes, too. I don't like when a guy spends more time on their hair than I do," then I realise what I'm saying. "Wait, why do you wanna know, Marcel?"

"Well, it's a question I guess.." he says looking down. Maybe I sounded a bit too harsh.

"Look, I'm sorry but I ju-" I get inturrupted as Niall walks in. He moved to Chesire from Mullingar, Ireland. No one really knows his backstory. He's always had this little crush on Carlie and I. He always denies it though.

"Well, did I inturrupt something here?" he asks looking back and fourth between Marcel and I.

"Actually, you di-" he started, but I inturrupted him.

"Didn't! You actually didn't inturrupt anything!" I manage to say. All I feel is Niall's awkward stare and Marcel's death glare.

"Uh, okay then?" Niall takes the seat next to me, obviously. To get away from the awkwardness, I got up and excused myself to get a drink. I was halfway there when a hand grabbed my shoulder. I turn around to see who it is..

"M-Marcel? I-is that y-you?" Oh. My. God.

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Hey guys!! So, how's the second chapter? I'm so sorry, I'm not gonna be able to update everyday though I'll try to! It's hard for me; no wifi at home. But, thanks for wanting more chapters!! See ya later all my friendly lovers, lol. xx