His Other Side

Haley has been bullied since 6th grade. So as she enters the 12th grade, she is just ready to end it all. But then a handsome, geeky plot twist named Marcel Styles totally changes her life forever. But she soon starts to notice some odd behavior in her new friend. Does Marcel have a dark secret? Will Haley discover something in him that she never imagined?

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3. The Sudden Outburst

I showed Marcel around to two of his classes and we were on our way to the class that I had just came from so he could meet the teacher and I could retrieve my stuff because the lunch bell was going to ring in about 30 minutes. I knocked on the door and the teacher, Mr. Jones, came to the door. "Uhh, hi Mr. Jones. This is Marcel, a new student. I'm showing him around and I just came to get my stuff because I have to show him around until lunch..." I said looking down and twiddling my fingers.

I have a thing where I can't look people in the eye because it always becomes so awkward so I just look down. On the exception of Marcel, that is. There's something about him that makes me feel safe.

"Oh. Okay. Come in and get your stuff." he said in a sleepy voice as Marcel and I walked inside. "Well Marcel. I'm Mr. Jones. Your new English teacher. Nice to meet you!" he said to Marcel. I started walking down the isle of desks to the back of the room and actually made it there safely for once. But that's when a rude comment came from 'Mr. Popular'. "The slut and the geek. Nice couple!" he said.

I was hoping Marcel didn't hear that but I knew he had when he grabbed my hand and quickly pulled me outside as everyone laughed historically. I let my long brown hair cascade over my shoulders and onto my face to hide my embarrassment. I could tell that my cheeks were red from the fire and tingling that I felt. I peeked a glance at Marcel to see his jaw clenched and his eyes grow dark. "Ugh." I fake coughed. "I'm sorry that happened while you were with me..." I told him. "What?!" he raises his voice.

My head shot in his direction. Not only because of the sudden outburst, but because I swear I heard his voice change from scruffy, squeaky and geeky into rough, raspy, low and he had an accent. His eyes were as big around as mine probably were as he stared at me. "What was that?" I asked curiously. "What was what?" he asks in his geeky voice again. "Nevermind; I think I'm just hearing things..." I say shaking my head.

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