Marcel's P.O.V

I drove home silently. I can't help but smile at the thought that I will drive Alice home everyday, this is the closest I've ever have as a friend.
When I arrived, I parked my car in front of my house. I turned it off and got out.
As soon as I opened the front door, My mum started to shoot me with questions.
"Hey Hunny! How was school?"
"Did you made any new friends?"
"How is it?"
"Mum! calm down!" I told her.
"So.... do you?" She asked.
"it was alright..." I trailed off.
"You made any friends?!" She said excited. I watched her carefully, she was so enthusiastic waiting for my answer to be 'yes'. How could I tell her otherwise? It would break her heart.
"Yes..." I lied.
Her eyes instantly lit up . "Oh Marcel!!!! I'm so happy for you!!!" She yelled excited. "What's his name?!"
Okay Marcel, think of a name.. wait, I think I wouldn't be lying if...
"It's a she actually" I replied.
"A GIRL?!" She yelled once again. "WHAT'S HER NAME?!"
"A-alice..."
"Ohhhh Alice" She said with a smirk on her lips. I blushed slightly.
Is Alice really my friend?
"Oh I see... Marcel doesn't want to talk about his girlfriend"
"Mum!!"
"Okay, okay..." She said.
I was about to go to my bedroom, when my mum stopped me. "Wait, Marcel?"
I turned to face her.
"I'm so proud of you." She whispered and headed to the kitchen.
Oh God what have I done?.

Alice's P.O.V
"Hey darling, How was school today?" mum asked.
"It was okay"
"How did you get here?" She asked.
"a friend drove me"
"Polly?"
"No a new one.. Marcel"
"Oh okay."
I ran upstairs to my room.
I searched under my pillow the familiar book.
I took it out.
Ahh...This little book keeps all my secrets. How I feel and everything that's going on in my life.
My mum doesn't even know of it existence, no one does.
I mean I know I'm a little bit old for having a diary but it helps me to let it all out.
No one knows about my father, I mean no one but my mum.
My friends are clueless about it.
No one knows I've been in depression lately... it's not that bad... but it's not okay that I feel this way.
I opened the little book and took a pen.
Dear Diary,
Today was the first day of school YAY (note the sarcasm) Olivia is in Scotland :( but I have Polly!!!
Today I met a really nice guy, his name is Marcel. He was really nice to me. I don't know why but I have this strange and weird feeling that he's hidin something. Oh c'mon Alice what are you talking about? of course he's hiding something, everyone does. Everyone has this little dirty secret that don't want anyone to know. I have.
Some secrets are little and can be kept without any problem, but some are so difficult to keep.
It eats you from the inside. You just want to yell it and let everyone to know. but you know you can tell because everyone will judge you and look at you like the victim.
Sometimes I wish I had someone to talk to....I just need to open up to someone.
Stop saying those thing Alice, no one care.
No one knows, no one cares.

I closed it and lie down on my bed and drifted into a deep sleep.

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