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.


12. forgiveness

Marcels P.O.V

What am I supposed to do now. She wont even let me explain. All I was doing was innocently getting a drink when Mindy came and asked to dance. I said no because of what she said to Hazel. "Come on Marcel, I'm really sorry about all of that and just one dance to say sorry wont hurt. Just between friends?" "Fine, but one quick dance," I say because I am a very forgiving person. We are just there dancing when I saw Mindy look at the door and before I had a chance to look she grabbed my face and kissed me right on the lips. It was nothing like the kisses with Hazel. This one was rough and full of lipstick. I pulled away to see what was at the door when I saw Hazel crying but before I had a chance to call her she ran away. I pushed Mindy off after I saw the smile of satisfaction on her face and ran after Hazel but before I could catch up to her she was on the bus home. I was disgusted with that dirty trick Mindy and Joey played and upset that I fell for it. Now Hazel will probably never talk to me again. Ive tried calling her and texting her but she wouldn't pick up or reply. I even went round to her house but her mum told me she wasn't up for visitors. Im on the bus to the café where Hazel works as I know she has a shift today as its Saturday. I walk into the café and see no sign of her yet but I am a little early. I order a slice of hot chocolate fudge cake with a scoop of vanilla ice-cream on top. Its mine and hazels favourite. I know we've only known eachother a month but we were so close. Yet its all a big mess. Im trying to sort it out in my head when I hear the plate crash onto my table. Its my chocolate fudge cake but theres a big chunk of it missing, Im about to say something when I look up and see Hazel and a fork with a bit of chocolate smeared on it. "We need to talk," she says. Then she smiles. Her dimples are cuter than mine! "But you have to give me your cake."

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