🇦 🇸 🇸 🇴 🇷 🇹 🇪 🇩 (ʜᴀʀʀʏ Sᴛʏʟᴇs)

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A L I C I A 'S  P O V

The whole day, I haven't spoken to Marcel. I miss him so much. He was avoiding me all day, we used to eat lunch together at our usual place but I didn't saw him there today so I ate alone. Even if I'm famous in school, for being the daughter of the school owner, many people wanted to be my friend but none of them were are real as him. They only befriend me to avoid conflicts with me and so that they can use me. Most of them are fake, that is why I always prefer to be with Marcel all the time. I even ask my father to tell the principal to change my school schedule, so that Marcel and I will always be in the same class. Well, if you are a bit confused, my father is not the principal but he owns the school, he hired a principal who is qualified to run the school while he does his other businesses. You can say that I am quite wealthy but not as wealthy as Bill Gates or Steve Jobs.

Anyways, I hope that Marcel will stop avoiding me or else I'm going to use my advantage and use the principal as the decoy so that I can talk to him. I'm sure that he doesn't mean those words he said to me earlier, I know that he was just exhausted from getting bullied and I understand him. I also got bullied before, like really bad. I didn't even want to go out, too afraid to get bullied, again. It wasn't just me who got bullied either, my older brother also got bullied to the point he wanted to kill himself and for that reason my father decided to build his own school so that his children nor anybody will not be bullied ever again. Bullying is prohibited in our school and if someone sees you bullying someone, you will be punished. But those bullies (the ones who bullies Marcel) managed to get away and not get caught except from me. No matter how much I wanted report them, Marcel would always tell me no and would stop talking to me if I try to but this time I'm not letting him stop me.

After class, I headed towards the principal's office to report those bullies so that Marcel will have no choice but to spill everything out and after that we will go back to the way it is before.

"Mr. McLaren." I said while knocking on his door, the door swung open revealing the principal with a smile on his face.
"Hello, Alicia. How are you? What brought you here? Is there something I can do for you?" He asked, letting me inside his office.

"Well, I'm here to report someone. Do you know Marcel? My only true friend in this school, right?" I asked while sitting on the chair, while he went back to his.
"Of course. What did he do to you?" His voice was stern.

"Well, I have a request. Can you please call him to your office?" I asked, he nodded his head and picked up the intercom that next to him.
"Good day, may I get your attention my dear students and teachers. I would like Mr. Marcel Styles to come to my office now." he said in his strict voice that usually does when he calls some into his office.

"What did he do to you, Miss Alicia? Should I call the attention of your father?" He asked looking at me, filled with seriousness and concern.
"That's not necessary, sir. I saw that Marcel was getting bullied by these following student: Cameron Dale, Mason Baron, Brent Davis and Carl Jackson. I want to you call Marcel's attention first in order for you to see what those bullies did to him, knowing that Marcel wouldn't report this himself. I am just worried about him that's all." I told him, while Mr. McLaren listened, he nodded his head before he spoke.

"Oh I see. When did it happened?" He asked while he was taking something out of his drawer.
"Not just today." I muttered nervously. They might think that I am keeping myself silent even if I saw someone getting building.

"What do you mean by not just today, Miss Alicia? Care to elaborate that phrase more?" he raised his eyebrow at me, looking at me curious eyes.
"Well, I saw Marcel getting bullied 4 times now this week. I was going to report it but Marcel doesn't want to but I just couldn't see him in that state so I did even if I don't have his permission." I broke down in tears. It just that those memories that I had when I was still bullied downed at me. I recalled those times where how much it hurts to be bullied.

"It's okay, Alicia. I understand but you did the right thing. You have prevented your friend from getting bullied again. I'll make sure to make those punks be punished for what they did to your dear friend." He handed me a handkerchief to wipe my tears off, which I gladly took and thanked him. I was about to say something when someone knocked on the door. It must be Marcel and my guess is right. When the door swung open revealing Marcel with a nervous and scared look on his face. He must have thought that he did something wrong.

"Mr. McLaren, you called me?" he muttered nervously.
"Please take a seat, Marcel. Don't be nervous kid. You did absolutely nothing wrong." He walked in and closed the door behind him before he walked towards the table and took a seat next to me.

"Marcel, I heard you are getting bullied four times this week now. Is that true?" He princal asked him while Marcel glanced at me in disbelief and didn't respond.
"It's okay, Marcel. No need to be afraid to those bullies, Alicia already told me everything. I just need your confirmation." Mr. McLaren said, trying to convince him to spill the beans but he stayed silent.

"If you don't say anything, Marcel. Then I guess I'll have to punish Alicia for lying then." My eyes widen in shock. Did I just hear that right?

"Do...don't pu..punished her. What....she...she...sasa...said is... tru....true." He stutter nervously. Phew, I knew he wouldn't let me down.
"Well, don't worry, Marcel. You won't ever get bullied ever again, understood?" He assured with a smile.
"Thank you, headmaster." He said.
"You two may leave now and I'll handle the rest. Rest assured that our school have your back. We won't let you or anyone else gets bullied in this school for that is the main reason why this school is built." The principal assured and we left his office.

When we were outside the office, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the rooftop so we can talk. It's one of our hangout place, it's the only place where no one really goes to and that's why we like it. We can have it for ourselves.

"I'm really sorry for snitching. I was just worried about you." I apologized while fiddle the hem of my shirt.
"It's okay, I think I should be the one who should apologize. I'm really sorry for yelling at you Licia." He stood there awkwardly, with his hand on his head. He only calls me that when we are alone. It's a very special nickname that he gave me and I forbid him to let anyone hear him call me by that nickname. I want to be the only one who gets to hear him call me that.

"Then I guess we're equal now. And I forgive you, Marce." I muttered softly. I call him Marce when we are completely alone because he feels embarrassed whenever I call him that. And I find his reaction really cute. That nickname always makes him blush.
"Truce?" He inquired.
"Truce." I said in agreement.

Thank God! We're okay! And I hope that this will stay forever.