Geek Charming ? h.s.

Chapter 13:

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Georgia's POV:

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I grabbed Zayn's hand and pulled him away.

Oh great.

I'm the biggest idiot ever. I had just told myself how it was wrong to hurt others, and now here I am, Hirt another.

And it feels terrible.

I honestly don't know what came over me in that moment, I guess the fear of my reputation being at steak got the best of me.. But that still doesn't make it right.

After all, Marcel was never once rude to me.

I can't believe I actually just said that, I told a complete lie.

And I had once told Bella and Ally how much I HATE lying, well now I just did it, and I feel guilty as hell.

I am gonna have to speak to him later, find a way for him to forgive me, not cause I need him to like me or anything, but for me, so the guilt doesn't eat me alive.

" Babe?!" Zayn's voice yelled as I saw fingers in front of my face.

" huh? What?" I confusedly answered.

" you totally zoned out on me there babe, I asked if you wanted ketchup on your fries?" He spoke.

" oh, sorry, uh.. Yeah, thanks" I replied as we stood in line in the cafeteria.

As I took my seat opposite Zayn at my table, my eyes stared to wonder around.

I couldn't seem to find him anywhere, and he is rather easy to ins, considering how differently he dresses to all of us.

Hmmm.

I wonder where he went... I hope he didn't get hurt!

Or was it because of me?...

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Marcel's POV:

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I stood in my place as she walked away.

She said that, she actually said that to me.

Hmm, and I actually thought I could finally trust someone... Finally have a friend.

But it's obvious now isn't it, she was only nice to me in the first place because we were alone, nobody was there to see that she was talking to a nerd like me.

I guess I understand though... Even if I don't want to.

I just hate how it always happens to me and never anyone else, and it always happens that the bad people get everything good in life, whole the good and grateful, are left with nothing but the remains of their perfect lives... Their scraps.

I hate my life.

I hate every part of it.

Well, since Gem and daddy passed.

Since then- and I am NOT exaggerating- my life has been a living hell.

I decided that I am going to give Georgia and chance still, after all I understand the position she is in, trying to be friends with someone like me.

I am just going to pretend that she never said She doesn't know me at all.

I turned around and walked off to the bathroom stall I eat lunch in.

I took a seat on the stall floor and pulled out my apple from my lunch bag.

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