Chapter 5

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Marcel's POV

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Why why why I couldn't stand it I don't have feelings for my brothers I can't there My brothers!! I just can't think this way. "Marcel come here!" I heard Gemma's soft voice yell out "Yes?" Gemma was sitting in here bed in here room "OK Marcel I need help with my math homework."

Gemma urgently asked "sure what problem is it?" she pointed to the question it was fractions I quickly helped her but that's when she asked me something i didn't want to answer "Thanks marce um hey are you OK?" she asked I tried too ignore her "Marcel come here." Gemma patted the spot next to her.

I sat down next to her. "Now what's wrong bubby." I thought about it for a second. "I-I like some one ." Gemma's stern concerning expression turned to a huge grin "OH MY GOSH REALLY YAY MARCEL HAS A GIRLFRIEND MARCEL HAS A GIRLFRIEND!" Gemma shouted my eyes almost popped out my head from her sudden outburst

"No no no Gemma she doesn't even like me and she (he dumbass) doesn't even know." I tried to beg Gemma to shut up. "Aww why not Marcy?" I answered her the best I could "I don't know?" Gemma looked at me for a second with a confused expression. "Marce if you like her then you should tell her you never know she might like you back." i thought about it i couldnt tell them i liked them.

Gemma surely wouldnt aproove of incesat especially theres three of us. "I dont think so Gemma." i stated getting up from her bed and went to my room.and stripped of my pants getting into bed. Mabye tomorrow will be better.

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My eyes instantly opened when i had heard yelling coming from the living room. "There not close anymore." "yes anne i know but mabye its a phase there gonna be closer." "No robin there not they barely speak with each other!" "Well what are you gonna do?!" "Threre not going to school today and its friday so thats fine  well i think we aree gonna-

spend a day at Des's house" i heard there little upbring and we were visting dad today. "Marcel Edward Harold!!" I quickly walked out my room practicalkly forgetting to grab my glasses and shirt but i didnt care, i stood next to edward as mum spoke "Ok so we are ginna drop you boys of at your dads house." mum spoke harry was excited and edward groaned.

i went to my room and looked through my closet. ugh all my button up ahirts and slacks are dirty i looked through finding a white t shirt and jeans and a pair of converse from 2 years ago. i put them on i looked like harry well except the glasses. I headed to the bathroom shuffling through the draws looking for my hair gel "Mum weres the gel for my hair.!?" i yelled "oh sweetie you used it all its OK ill buy you more tomorrow!"

ugh i dont know how to style my hair with out products i went to harrys room "Um harry?" he turned around he had a black t shirt and jeans with white converse. "um yah?" "harry how do you style your hair ?" he looked at me confused before realizing what I was asking "come here." he moitioned to the bathroom pulling out a bottle of some sort of hair thing

he put some in his hand before running it through his hair the he shuffled his hair and looked at me i copied and he smiles "there you go."  Edward then came into the bath room and put some product in his hair but he put a green beanie on. Edward had a white t shirt with a blacvk sweater and black jeans with a rip in the knee and like me and harry he had white converse.

"Let's go boys!" mum yelled  me harry and Edward headed to mum "Aww you all look so cute its like your matching!" mum gushed we had got into the car and apeared at dads house Edward had brought his sketch pad and color pencils but also his black shading pencils. harry brought a football and i brought my headphones and ipod.

"OK boys be good!" mum announced again "yes mum!" we shouted in unison.

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