And he's the only one who praises my name without making fun of it. Looks like Cupid managed to get his arrow off my ass. In an instant, I was crazy about Marcel.
I retracted my earlier words. I think Marcel Vaughn is the only perfect boy in this goddamn school. Yes, one hundred percent. Why does a guy like him escape my attention?? Moreover, my four new friends never told me anything about Marcel's existence. Maybe they deliberately hid it from me because they didn't want to have a new competitor. Well, you're wrong. Daphne Lane never gives up on getting whatever she wants.
"Oh, Daphne. Sorry to have to interrupt this chat. I… have a need at the gymnasium."
"Okay." I grin stupidly. For God's sake. I felt stupid in front of him.
"It's nice to meet you." Before waving away, Marcel flashed his sexy crooked smile again for me, making my heart skip a beat.
I touched my chest, feeling my heart pounding hard. I leaned my back against the locker door, watching Marcel leave who had now disappeared behind the wall.
"Damn man, he's so fucking handsome." I squeezed my palms excitedly. I want to punch something near me once again just to vent this feeling of annoyance. Instead of landing my fist again, I just smiled to myself like a lunatic.
I like Marcel. One hundred percent