My New Friend, Marcel

Chapter 2

The next day, I saw Marcel keeping his books in his locker. "Boo!" I screamed, making him jump.

"Woah! Hey, Y/N! You scared me there.. H-How've you been?" he asked me.

"I'm alright, thanks. You?" I asked him, keeping my books in my locker.

"I'm doing fine. (Now that you're here)" he mumbles.

I looked at him and said; "What?" and grinned.

"N-Nothing, nothing.." Marcel said.

I closed my locker and walked up to him. "We've still got half an hour 'til classes start. I was thinking we should get to know each other." I said.

Marcel smiled and agreed. We sat on the chair at the entrance of the school and talked and talked and talked. He gets pretty talkative if you get to know him.

"Do you drink beer?" I ask him. His smile turned into a frown because he doesn't like to get asked that.

"I'm.. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you!" I say.

"No, I'm not offended.." Marcel says. "It's just.. I become another person when I drink it.. You know?" I was really confused because I never heard anyone say it in that way.

"What.. what do you m-" you were cut off. The bell rang and Marcel looked at you saying; "Oh the bell rang! See ya later, Y/N!" He ran to his classroom and I walked to mine. "Bye, Marcel!" I said.

I went in the classroom and turns out our professor still wasn't there.

"Where's the professor?" I asked everyone in the room.

My best friend Ana walked towards me and asked where have I been. It's probably because I'm always ten minutes early for class.

"I was.. with a friend" you told her. "Friend? Which one?" Ana asked me, because I have tons of friends she knows. "A new one. I made a new friend." I told her without saying his name. "Can you atleast tell me the name?" she asked me. Until the door opened and our professor told us to go back to our seats and bring out our textbooks.

An hour has passed and the class finished. As soon as the bell rang, I quickly ran outside just to see Marcel again. Ana looked at me confusely because she knows I wouldn't rush myself out right before class dismissed.

I was waiting for him outside until someone tapped my shoulder.

"Hey, Y/N! How was your class?" Marcel asked me.

"It was good, how was yours?" I asked and wrapped my arm around him. He turned slightly red but it faded quickly.

We walked to the school playground and talked to each other more. It was like we knew each other for years. I actually liked hanging around with him. I don't know why anyone wouldn't be friends with him. Is it because he's a "nerd"? I told myself.

Ana saw me and approached us. "Hey! Y/N!" she shouted. "Wait- Is this the friend you were talking about?" she asked you while Marcel was just staring. "Yeah! This is my new friend, Marcel! I'm sure you know him already" I told her. She looked at me, then Marcel, then at me again. She took my wrist and told him "Excuse us for a moment"

She pulled me to somewhere where Marcel couldn't hear what we were talking about.

"Are you crazy? Making friends with the school nerd? You know how bad I'll look if you start hanging with him? Or worse! If WE start hanging with him" she said. Oh gosh I couldn't help but stay angry at her. This was the first time I heard her say that. "What did you say? Make YOU? Look bad? How?!" I answered back at her. "If YOU or WE start hanging with him, everyone will make fun of us! Especially the popular boys!" she shouted at me. I COULDN'T! I just COULDN'T! Hold my anger in! Ergh, I didn't know she was like this.

"Look, Ana, if you have nothing nice to say.. Or.. or.. if you don't want to be embarassed, then you should just.. NOT be friends with me! I- I can't believe you! I knew you since we were kids and the Ana I know would NOT treat other people like that. I'm sorry but I don't wanna be friends with you anymore." I shouted back at her, walking away going to Marcel.

"Is everything alright, Y/N? It looked like you guys were having a fight or something.." He asked me looking quite concerned. "Yeah, yeah.. I'm fine.." I answered him.

"Do you and Ana have something going on?"

"No, no.. It's just, we're not friends anymore" I told Marcel so he could stop asking questions.

"Is it my fault? I hope I didn't d-do anything-" he said, sweating.

"You didn't do anything, Marcel, you're fine." I said.

He came up to me and patted my back. "You'll be fine Y/N" he smiled. I smiled and thanked him for that.