The Story Of Marcel

Marcel always had it hard in school. Everyone judged him on his clothes and glasses and what he looked like. They never got to know what was on the inside which was a really sweet boy, until a surprise turns up one day at school.


2. Getting to know the Angel

Her hair was a lovely golden brown, nearly down to her waist, naturally getting blonder towards the end. She looked at me with big hazel eyes and smiled at me with her cute dimpled smile. She offers to help me up and I accept. "Thanks, for that," I say, stupidly blushing as I look down to my shoes. She giggles, I love it when she giggles. "Its fine, I'm Hazel, like my eyes," she says. "I'm Marcel," I say. "I havn't seen you around before, are you new?" I ask. "Yeah, I just started today," she says, taking out a map of the school. "Its kind of a big school, but I guess I'll learn my way around soon enough," she says cheerily. "I can sh-show you around I-if you want," I offer, waiting to get rejected but to my surprise she says "Yeah! That would be great!" I look at her timetable and we have almost all the same classes except when I have music and she has extra science. In this school, if you have a favourite subject you can take extra classes. Its if you have trouble with the subject its just extra information really. A lot of people decide to take extra subjects. Like extra art, extra Business studies, etc... "Well, I guess its off to geography," I say, as I pick up my bag. And just like that, I actually had a friend. We went to all our classes together that day and she even sat with me at lunch! No one sits with me at lunch. It was great to have someone to talk to and laugh with. Loads of people came up and wanted to be her friend but she was polite and spoke to them but she stayed with me the entire day. "Marcel?" she asks, as im finishing sorting out my locker. "Yeah," I say. I look at her and see her blush a little. "Are we best friends?" Oh my gosh, she wants to be best friends!! Ive never had a friend not to mention a BEST friend! "Yes! I mean, if that's ok with you?" I say. I look up and see her cute little dimpled grin. "Of course it is!" she says. We walk out of school when I feel I thump on the back of my head and everything goes black.

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