"Marcel darling wake up " my mum Anne said as she shook my shoulder.

"Come on you don't want to miss studying do you" she said and I quickly shot up .

"No never but then again I don't like school and you know why"i said laying back down .

She just stood up and walked to the door .

"Honey I'll go make you and Harold breakfast." she said and was about to walk out but.....

"Muuuumm it's not Harold it's Harry how many times do I have to tell you."harry complained as he walked around in his sweat pants and like always no shirt.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my glasses putting them on as I headed for the shower.

I quickly took a shower and looked at myself ..... I looked exactly like Harry but unlike him I wasn't cool, confident,and popular and I was covered in bruises

I quickly gelled my hair back and put my button up shirt on and my dress pants .

I ironed my vest and I tied my tie.

"Clean and presentable " I muttered to myself.

"Pssh .... Marcel you should dress like me ..... and act like me ." Harry stated as he leaned against the door frame .

I didn't reply ... deep inside I knew he was right ..... But It wouldn't be the same i would just make a fool of myself because Marcel aka me could never be like Harry .

(A/n Harry dresses like fetus Harry no skinny jeans or smexy shirts ..... like when WMYB came out )

"Bye mum "I said as I pecked her cheek .

I walked out I carried my heavy backpack as I started to walk to school.

I bet your wondering 'where's harry' well he has a car I do to but I won't let the jerks or Harry's so called 'friends' trash it .

I saw the school and knew that I was about to enter hell.

As I walked toward my locker avoiding the insults a that were thrown at me .

"Look at the nerd. Ha I bet he wishes he was as cool and sexy as Harry " a girl snickered at me .

I ignored the pushing and shoving and got to my locker where I dropped off my books.

"Hey nerd where's my homework." dean laughed as he pushed me to the lockers .

"Yeah Marcel wheres our homework " Harry laughed and gave dean a high five.

I nodded and opened my book bag and handed them their work.

"Good we will spare you the beating " Dylan said and the rest of the jocks nodded .

I looked over at Harry who wore his varsity jacket .... he looked so tough unlike me I hate myself .... I'm a mistake.

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Me : aww poor Marcel ....Harry is mean aka a dickhead.

Harry:hey hey hey your making me *points at me and shruggs.

Me:shut up Harold you're mean to Marcel .

Marcel ,Harry ,Edward :we are one person duh .*rolls eyes

Me:oh yeah I forgot.... Anywhores hope you enjoyed

Zayn:don't forget to comment and vote *pops out of nowhere .

Me :Jesus Zayn you scared me.

AnyHORAN toodles smexy munchkins.

-rosymalik