Just my neighbor

chapter 3 - What started with an H

Marceline's POV

I am running, my hair are in a mess. The bell is about to ring and the school gate is only fifty steps ahead. Fortunately I reached it just in time.

"Next time don't think your on week-end idiot"

I had math class in the morning, always such a bore, in fact the whole school was boring, all white and the kids were all weird. I walked toward the class room, without talking to anyone I met, I had to be quick because I needed to find a place at the back of the class room to be alone and not noticed by the others. However to be alone it will be easy I have no friends.

The bell rang and a crowd of teenagers rushed in different class rooms, I walked straight, avoiding to look at anybody so I won't caught the attention. Everything was going just fine before a pretty blond girl walked toward me.

"Hi ! Are you Joe's sister ?" she asked.

"Oh you only know me by the name of Joe's sister"

"Yeah but call me Marceline" I said faking a smile.

"Well, glad to meet you, I'm Chelsea ! Would you mind giving your sis' her cheerleader uniform ?"

She handed be a pink bag that I took.

"Sure"

"And say hello from me. Oh and before I forget ! Since Joe is gone we need a new member to take her place in the Team, we were thinking about you ! If you are interested come meet us tomorow at the gym ! Bye !"

"ME ? Wait !" I shouted.

Too late she was already gone without giving me any explanation. Why would the cheerleader Team think about me to take Joe's place ? I mean, I have the flexibility of a potato.

As the bell ringed a second time the supervisor yelled at me telling me to stop hanging out in the hallway. I didn't protest.

I enterred the class room and went to a seat at the back, near the window. I took my books out of my bag and sat down. The teacher started to talk but I wasn't listening until he pronounced the words a "new student in our class". I stood straight on my chair, could it be HIM ? I remembered his words : "I bet we are going to the same high school because there is only one here".

I looked at the teacher and saw the guy next to him, smiling at me. His smile was georgous and some girls turned around and looked at me with a missundersting expression on their faces.

I heard the teacher say : "Harold, go and sit next to Marceline" I nearly fainted.

At the hearing of my name, I looked at the teacher again and saw "Harold" with a big smile on his lips. He walked and sat next to me.

"Hey you" he said "not too tired of walking ?"

"No" I lied "it will help me to get fit"

Fuck. Lame joke.

"You were scared to get into my car huh ?" He smirked. "I am not a murderer you know ?"

"It's just that you are a stranger  Harold"

"Well I'm not a stranger anymore, and call me Harry please ?" He smiled again. "So your name is Marceline isn't it ?"

"Yes it is"

"Hey next time I'm going to drive you to school okay Marcy ?"

I was about to protest when he called me 'Marcy' but whatever...

"Um maybe, we'll see" I smiled and he chuckled.

Maybe math class won't be boring anymore ? Harry was pretty funny, he kept making me laugh and every minute the teacher was scolding after us. He told me that he moved here in London with his mom but that before he was living in Cheshire. He also told me that he loved tatoos and that his mom was shocked when she saw him with his first tatoo because he didn't ask her if he could get one.

"So you are a bad boy aren't you?" I laughed.

Whats up with the bad jokes today ?

He winked at me.

"But don't tell anyone.. seriously I don't consider myself being a bad boy, I'm a caring person you know ? You can ask my mum !" He laughed heartily.

I smiled at him and looked back at the board to start copying what was on it. He stared at me, smiling and I acted like I wasn't seing. To be honest I trusted him when he said he was caring, he looked like a nice guy.