My name is Marcel. If bad looks could kill, I would be dead. I try hard to live through the tears and pain but it's really hard sometimes. Cheyenne changed it all that one night. She told me she cared about me. I told her to tell the truth. To stay away. Protect het image as popular. But she insists. My name is Marcel. I may be worthless. But I am strong. My name is Marcel. Hear me out. Listen to my story... My name is Marcel. and I am not useless.