Love Drunk

Alisha Lowe was best friends with Marcel Styles since fourth grade. Once they hit high school she became the most popular girl in school because she dated a senior freshman year. Marcel is classed as the geek, but one day he comes to school without his glasses and his hair un-styled and every girl in the school falls for him. Even Alisha. But she's not falling for the new Marcel, she's falling for the old Marcel. The one she knew and loved in fourth grade.

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2. Chapter 1

Alisha's POV

 

I woke up to my alarm going off. I slammed the top of it and it stopped. I rolled out of bed and went to my closet. I grabbed a navy blue hoodie, black shorts and Osiris black and silver sneakers. I put them on along with my brothers dog tags. He went to the navy and died and left me his dog tags.I put a Batman case on my phone along with batman ear-buds plugged into them. Then i straightened my hair.

Kendra walked into my room, she was looking at her phone then looked up at me. 

 

"Are you walking today?" She asked. 

 

"Yea, I always do." I cocked an eyebrow at her.

 

"Okay. Well Damian is picking me up today. Is that okay?" 

 

"Yeah, I don't care." I shrugged.

 

"Kay, thanks." She smiled and walked out.

 

I walked downstairs and started walking to school. I put my ear-buds in and played Meg and Dia's song 'Monster'. I was walking and texting Joey when I saw some one walking on the other side of the street. It was Marcel. We were best friends in fourth grade until we hit freshman year and I became popular. I kept looking at him as I walked. There was a cross walk and my brain said not to cross but my heart forced my body to. When I got to the other side he was right there. Standing in front of me. 

 

"Alisha?" Marcel looked at me with his emerald green eyes perfectly framed by his glasses.

 

"Yea. How are you?" I asked. 

 

"Good. And you?" 

 

"Fine. Mind if I walk with you?" I gave a weak smile.

 

"No, not at all." He smiled at me, a dimple in each cheek. God how I missed his smile. We walked in silence and when we got to school every one gave me looks and every one whispered stuff to each other. Then Jimmy, Luke, and Kyle came over to us. 

 

"Hey, nerd, what are you doing with Alisha. You know she's upper class and your lower class, those worlds can't collide." Jimmy said in a harsh tone.

 

"Jimmy, back off." I rolled my eyes. 

 

"Oh come on, Alisha. You can't be serious." Luke said take aback.

 

"Yeah. I am. This "nerd" is my best friend." I said using air quoted around the word 'nerd'.

 

"Best friend?" Kyle scoffed.

 

"Please, what about Joey and Tyler?" Luke asked.

 

"Yea their my best friends,too. But right after Marcel." I said. With that they left and I walked Marcel to his locker. 

 

"Thanks for that, Alisha. You didn't have to do that." Marcel smiled a bit. 

 

"Yes. I did. What are best friends for?" I giggled. " I remember when you didn't have glasses. And you kept your curly hair out. It was so cute!" I smiled.

 

"Ha, thanks, Ali." He smiled. Ali. I loved when he called me that. It was his nickname for me.

 

"Can I wear your glasses?" I asked giggling.

 

"No.. I can't see without them." He shook his head smiling. 

 

"Fine. How about tomorrow?" I asked. 

 

"No. But I'll wear contacts tomorrow if you want."

 

"Really?!" I gasped. "Can you wear your hair curly, too?!" 

 

"Yes, dear." He joked. 

 

"Don't call me dear." I pouted.

 

"Fine. I'll see you around." He smiled walking to class.

 

I walked over to my locker and put my stuff away.

 

"Alisha! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Joey slapped my arm.

 

"What the hell was that for?!" I slapped her back.

 

"You were with that loser. What were you thinking?!" She whisper yelled cause there was no one in the hall way by now.

 

"I was thinking, he's actually pretty nice but all of you dump on him for no reason. Maybe you should all get to know him instead of judging him cause he wears glasses." I slammed my locker shut and walked to class, putting my phone in my hoodie pocket. I sat in the back of the classroom. I didn't feel like sitting up in the front and have to answer questions all class. I didn't really pay attention during classes. Then the bell rang and it was time for lunch. I didn't see Marcel anywhere or else I would have sat with him. 

 

"So your friend with that geek?" Tyler asked.

 

"That geek has a name." I rolled my eyes.

 

"What is it?" Joey asked.

 

"Marcel." 

 

"How come your so nice to him?" Tyler cocked an eyebrow.

 

'I've known him since fourth grade. We were bestfriends and I want that to come back." I said ending the conversation

 

Why couldn't anybody see Marcel the way I did? What was so wrong about him that every one had to pick on him?

 

 

Heyy! So here cuties, my new story. Every one has a Marcel story and I decided I want one too. I DIDN'T STEAL NO ONES IDEAS SO DON'T EVEN GO THERE. Well bye I love youu!!

 

Jenny Boo ♡ :D 

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