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More Than Friends

Trouble In School

March 12

Grey POV

I get my books from my locker. I walk into the math room. I walk past where Finn is sitting. He winks at me, and I pretend throw up. I walk to another table. I sit next to Marcel.
He looks up at me, "Hey, you're here!"
"Yeah," I smile.
"Sick?" he asks me.
I nod.
We sit through the rest of the class, taking notes on what the teacher is talking about. When class is over, I walk out with Marcel.
"I don't understand that class at all," I tell Marcel.
"I could help you if you want," Marcel offers.
"Really?" I ask.
"Of course," he smiles at me.
"Aww," I say, "Thanks. When?"
"Monday?" he asks.
"Sure," I say.

Monday, March 15

At then end of the school day, I walk home with Marcel. We walk into his house, and into the kitchen. I sit at the counter.
"Teach me," I joke.
He laughs, "Do you want some food or something?"
"Sure," I respond, "Whatever you're having is fine."
"Kay," he says, opening the fridge.
"Where's a pencil?" I ask.
"In my room," he tells me.
I walk up the stairs, and into Marcel's room.
I'm surprised to see Harry standing in there, on his phone.
He looks up at me, "I know you."
"Hi Harry," I smile, and he smiles back cheekily.
I walk over to the desk, next to Harry. As i'm walking towards it, I'm surprised to find myself tripping over a textbook on the flow. I fall onto Harry, and we fall down onto the bed. I'm on top of Harry, and our faces collide. I pull my face away and quickly look at him. He kissed me, suddenly harshly, because of our collision. Our lips just touched. Then, Harry really started to kiss me.
What am I doing?
I pulled away after only a few seconds. I pull off of Harry, and got up. I turned toward the door. But it was too late, and Marcel had already seen.
"M-Marcel," I pause, "It's not what it looks like it--"
Marcel points to the door, "Get out."
"Marcel," I beg.
He continued pointing to the door.
I quickly exited his room. I grabbed my bag from the kitchen, and ran out the door, nearly in tears. I knew this time he wouldn't be chasing after me saying Harry would give me a ride.
I didn't know what to do, so I called Macy.

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