My Brother Is My Bully...

Chapter 6- Riley

Marcel's POV:

I walked into school with my books clenched to my chest. My body shaking lightly, I was nervous to see if Harry was just fooling with me last night and was gonna act like the jerk he has been, or if he would actually try to be nice for me. I walked fast to my locker looking around for any sight of Harry or his friends. I opened my locker to find a note fall from the top. It had a heart on it. This was weird, who in there right mind would write ME a love note?! I've like never gotten one of those before, except for maybe once or twice in pre school. I'm pretty sure one of them was from Harry.. he was a little odd back then 😂😂 I ripped open the note, pushing up my glasses to read it properly. The note read:

Dear Marcel,

I have to say, for some reason I really find you very sexy and attractive. Don't tell your brother, but I think you're much better looking then him. He has great hair but you with those glasses and the overalls and the slicked back hair oh god I just can't take it it really turns me on (; Something about a hot nerd. Anyways, I really like you. I've seen the way you look at me in biology, I know you have a thing for me. How about you meet me at my house? I live on 7716 Norway Avenue. Come over tonight around 7 so we can chill out and maybe watch movies or something (; can't wait. Bye <3

Love,
Riley

I think I just died a little inside. Riley Manchester just asked me to come over tonight!! There is a list the football team makes every year rating girls in our school. The lowest is fugly, then decent, then pretty, then hot. Carly is rated on that list as pretty!! I'm so
happy for once in my life I might actually get something I want. I've had a thing for Riley ever since 8th grade when she threw her Hello Kitty pencil pouch at the back of my head.

I put the note in my pocket with a huge smile plastered to my face. I hope Riley knows I'm a good guy and I don't "do stuff" with girls unless I'm in love with them or we're trying to have a child. I believe in making love, not "doing it". In the note, Riley seemed a little weird, like she WANTED me... I hope she doesn't try anything. I just wanna get to know her, I can't wait until tonight! I shut my locker and headed to first period. I saw Harry and his gang in the back of the class. Harry noticed me walk in the room and sit in my desk.

"Watch this," I heard Louis say from
behind me. I heard deep chuckles as I felt a sharp pencil hit the back of my neck. "Oohh got em," I heard Zayn say as I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to ignore them. Harry came up to the empty desk next to me, slamming his books on the table. I lightly jumped at the noise, not expecting him. "Hey Marcel, how's my little bro doing." Harry said smiling at me as he sat down next to me. "Umm Harry, we are in public you know. Why are you talking to me?" I said pushing up my glasses and looking down at my lap. "They think I came up here to pretend to be nice to you and then embarrass you in front of everyone, but I promise you that's not what this is," he said as he turned toward the front of the room as the teacher walked in. That kind of hurt me, but I guess he was making progress. As much as I wanted Harry to just punch those guys in the face, and leave them to be my friend, I knew he wouldn't. I knew he wasn't ready to stick up for me yet, or to let his friends know that he actually liked me now. And frankly I was willing to wait, and I was okay with that. I needed my big brother more then ever, even if it's just a little bit of him.

It was time for lunch. I walked through the lunchroom looking for somewhere to sit, with my tray in hand. Everyone else usually brought a lunch, but I liked to talk to the cafeteria ladies when I was buying my food. I know it's lame, but there really my only friends.. I saw Riley out of the corner of my eye. My hands suddenly began to sweat, I got nervous. This is the first time I've seen Riley since she gave me that note. I looked over at her slowly, she was sitting at a table with her 3 friends, Linda, Carly, and Suzan. Out of all the girls in our school, they weren't too mean to me. They would give me the occasional smile, or sometimes say hey to me in the halls, and Riley would always be the one person to not watch me or yell "fight" or laugh at me while I was being beaten up or humiliated by my brother or his friends. But they didn't want people to know that they cared for me, or else they too would be picked on. No body wants to be seen socializing with me, or they would be considered a loser, like me.. I smiled and waved at Riley as she flipped her beautiful brown hair and waved back with a questioning look on her face. The kind of look like she was thinking "why are you looking at me like that?" I was confused at first, but then thought she was probably only doing that to convince her friends that she wasn't into me, when she really was (;

I sat down by myself.... like I did every single day of my life. I started to eat my ham sandwich when something startled me. As Harry was walking to the trash can to throw something away, he stopped by the table where I was sitting. "Duck in about 5 seconds," Harry whispered to me fastly as he walked back to his table, I could barely hear what he said. But knowing Harry, I listened. I ducked down under the table as I heard a splat above me. I rose my head as I saw a mixture of ketchup, stuffing, part of a sandwich, and what looked like tuna wrapped in a big ball and now splattered all over my table. If I wouldn't have ducked, it would have been all over me. Harry had given me a warning. I turned my head as I saw the boys and girls at Harry's table with sad looks because they had missed me and got the table instead. I saw Harry smile and mouth to me "your welcome" then continue on eating. I smiled, and finished eating. I wasn't cleaning that crap up.