Crazy about her (Marcel fanfiction)

Chapter 4: seeing her again.

Marcels POV

I had decided on a silver dress shirt with a black vest and tie over a pair of black dress pants. I wore my hair loose, something a little different I suppose.

I was placing my glasses on my face when my mom called for me, it was time to go.

I was making my way downstairs when I seen her. My mom was beautiful. I don't know why she never excepted dates. She deserved to go out. Mum never really dressed up, she was always busy with work or spending time with me. Gosh I loved her.

"oh my handsome baby. I think out new friends with be impressed!" yeah, right...

"Maybe with you mum, you look beautiful. But I am nothing to be impressed with.." I frowned and looked down. It was true after all.

"Marcel, don't," she couldn't finish due to the doorbell ringing. She was upset with me. She was only obligated to think I was great. All mothers are.

I heard the door open and my mother's voice greeting two voices.  

One voice was a woman's voice, my moms age, the other a young girl, maybe the age of 12? My mum wanted me to befriend a 12 year old! This goes to show that I am pathetic.

Disappointment flooded my mind. No Ava. I was wrong. I don't know why I was getting my hopes up. Like she was going to be my friend. Heck,  I can't even talk to her...
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Ava lees Pov

I felt terrible.  I wanted to so badly to goto dinner date with Marcel and his mom Anne.

I didn't know what to do. I left abruptly yesterday in the middle of talking cuz I had to vomit and I certainly didn't want to do such a thing in front of him.

I was still sicker than a dog by time the dinner date came around tonight so I had to skip out.  I was upset.

I have wanted for days to be able to talk to him out of school. He is so afraid of something. I mean I know he is picked on, but surely he can't me afraid of me. I mean look at me. I am like 4 inches shorter than him, like geez. I weigh like 130lbs. I mean he wasn't huge, but surely I wasn't anything to be afraid of like he was.

Monday. Monday was the day he would talk. I may be small. But I will figure out a way to force it out of him. I will just have to goto his house after school.

Heyy! Thanks for reading. I couldn't sleep so I decided till write another short chapter.

So how is it?  I am seeing some viewings but no comments.. Is it that bad guys? 
-A.B <3