Are You Gonna Leave? (Marcus Gunnarsen Fanfiction 💓)

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I was basically running to class... a big mistake. As I was entering the classroom someone spilt their drink on me. My shirt was ruined and I could hear gasps from people who realized it even before me.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm so sorry."

I looked up and... It was the boy!

I was mad. I was really mad. My blood was boiling to the point my face became as red as a tomato.

I didn't know what was happening to me. I was getting so mad so suddenly? My breathing changed. I wasn't faster it was like... I wanted to calm myself down?

He was ruining my day... again. If I didn't do anything about it now he would continue bothering me. I wasn't having it.

"Sorry??! How come you are sorry? For what, for ruining my day? You know, next time when you are trying to impress me try something else! You know, other than spilling your drink on me and staring at me during class!!"

He seemed confused, as if he didn't know what I was talking about. Or maybe because I was getting mad so suddenly or because I was yelling.

People were staring. Some were speechless others were murmuring something about me. Nonetheless, I couldn't make friends anymore. I'd be known as a freak. I didn't care.

Trying was never an option that's why I wasn't. The only result I get is failure.

The door opened "Hey, what's going on?"

I turned around and I saw... the boy... Again!

Wait, what? What the...?

The two boys were now standing next to each other. My eyes were shifting between them, their faces completely calm.

"What's happening?" the teacher asked. I didn't even realise there was a teacher. Everything was happening so fast.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gonzalez. I walked in and I bumped into- "

"-Alex." I interrupted "And as I said, next time when you're trying to impress me don't come running with YOUR CLONE!!!!"

I stomped out of the room not looking back. My head was spinning and my hands were turning into fists.

"We are twins!!" one of them yelled. I'm not really sure which one.

I couldn't believe somebody could make me that mad in just a few seconds. Or maybe minutes? It felt like an eternity.

The walk to the girl's bathroom was long and filled with my thoughts. Why was I overthinking it? I was just going to change and go back to class. To those... ughh...

I pushed the door and stood in front of the mirror. I looked a mess.

'So nothing had changed' I chuckled to myself.

"Hi." I jumped at the voice of the stranger. There was a beautiful young girl before me. Her hair had wavy curls that reached her shoulders. Her greenish bluish eyes were staring at me. She looked innocent. Harmless really.

"Gosh, what happened to you?" she asked a worried look on her face. Have we met?

"Uhh, a guy spilt his drink on me." I looked down at my shirt "It's fine really. I will just cover it with my sweatshirt-"

"Oh no, no, no!" she interrupted me "I'll give you a blouse from my locker... you stay here, I'll be right back."

"But wait-"

She was already existing the bathroom.

"Hey!" I yelled. She turned around confused "Yes?"

"What's your name?" I asked. I thought I should be polite (even though I just yelled at her).

"Oh, it's Angel." she answered "Yours?"

"Alex." I said back

She smiled "Nice to meet you, Alex." And with that she exited the bathroom.

I smiled. I was finally making friends.
I think. I hope.