Nerd Love?Kylexreader

CHP06: Show and Tell

Picture of Kurt at the top

I looked up to the side with the giant logo, 'help us stop bullying'. I sighed as I faced the class. "Bullying has gotten worse in America there are about two thousand students who are afraid to come to school because of bullying. But what makes a bully?" I couldn't help but stare at Kyle as I continued. I clicked and the next slide came up. "A bully is made when they are bullied! Whether it be from their parents, their friends, family, or even other bullies... I know a certain Je... Person who's probably gone through this transformation. But no matter the circumstances, bullying is never okay. That is my presentation thank you." I smiled as Kyle's jock friends whispered to him.

I could see him frown even more. After another few whispers from his classmates he looked forward at me. He glared but I shrugged it off sitting down next to Butters and Stan.

Kyle P.O.V

"Dude, __ was totally calling you a wimp." Nathan whispered leaning towards me. I sighed putting my legs onto my desk as I leaned back in my chair. The brunette to my left starting speaking in his normal monotone.

"Kyle, didn't know you let her bitch you like that." He said with a smirk. I formed a fist ready to punch the guy when yet again another voice stopped me.

"So, what are you gonna tell the bitch? I mean you gotta tell her something unless you are a wimp." Kurt chuckled putting extreme emphasis on 'you are' I looked back over to ___. She gripped her papers against her chest focusing solely on it. It made me want to tear them to shreds. She really knew how to stick her nose where it didn't belong didn't she. I gritted my teeth smashing my fist into the desk.

Instead of scratching my wooden desk and grinding my teeth to keep my anger under I decided to sleep on my desk. The guys started chucking stuff at me, I decided to just flip them off and after I actually fell asleep.

I was drooling on my desk when I got the crap scared out of me. The blaring sound made me cringe. "Holy crap!" I shouted almost falling out of my chair. The guys left passing me a football. It hit my chest roughly and I caught it in my hand. I grunted glaring at them. Kurt highfived Nathan as they walked away. I frowned but began to grind my teeth when __ began to walk by. I quickly got up from my seat following her outside the classroom.

She pressed her textbook against her chest as she walked. I didn't really understand why my eyes had immediately wandered to her hands. I shook it off remembering my rage. I tapped her shoulder and a frown overcame her face. "What do you want dumb jock?" She hissed. I lifted my arm wanting so bad to hit her but remembered something. The last time I had layed a hand on her I ended up making an ass of myself. I took a nice slow deep breath stepping forward.

"What the hell was that about?" I whispered in a low menacing voice. She glared at me biting her lip for a moment.

"It's called a presentation, didn't know your walnut brain was even paying attention." She smiled touching the tip of my nose. She gave me an obvious fake smile and began to walk away. I could feel myself turn red, it wasn't rage anymore, it was more of an embarrassing feeling.

I gripped my fists my knuckles turning white. "You dumb bitch I'm talking to you!" I hollered. I could see her mouth drop as she slowly faced me. She slowly approached me but I didn't let her. I ran towards her my head laying on hers since she was shorter than me. I smiled looking down on her. "You know I'm gonna fucking laugh when me and my buddies are enjoying our high school life and you're on your lazy ass because you decided to be a smart ass bitch who doesn't know how to keep your mouth shut... Really, ___ how many friends do you actually have." I looked into her eyes as she stared intensly at me. "You're just a little bitch who no one wants." She bit her lip as she stared at me. I started to laugh as I walked away. How annoying, all talk but no bite.

Reader P.O.V

The minute his eyes left mine, the tears overcame me. I wanted him to take the hint. To see my worrisome behavior as a clue than to take it as a nuisence. I started sobbing into my hands. Why couldn't he notice? Why couldn't he see that, all this talk was fear? My pillow was suffocating me as I cried in it. Kyle, he was never this vicious I just knew it. I looked to the picture of dad, mom, and I at the fair. I was about 13, when we went. It was a nice way to start off the summer and then I knew it too, didn't I?

I ran out of the building. Mom decided to save some gas, we'd meet up at the liquor store just twenty minutes from the school. There I was supposed to call her so she knew when to pick me up. I basically ran to the liquor store. I was so psyched to finally spend time with my busy parents. I arrived there and set my stuff down. I smirked looking into the traffic as I sat on a nearby bench. I reached into my pocker but immediately stood up when I found nothing. I breathed in deeply, then searched my other pocket, nothing. My bag, nothing. I was starting to freak out.

"Damn it! Damn it! Phone where the fuck are you! Seriously you decide to disappear now? Of all times!" I shouted. I threw my things around searching frantically for my phone. I sighed after about thirty minutes of searching. I threw myself onto the bench leaning my cheek against my palm. I was worn out, this morning I had been so excited. I actually got out of bed early! I jumped into the shower and I ate breakfast. I even skipped to school, I'm really bad with the whole, getting good grades thing... I buried my face into my hands ashamed of my tears, plus I didn't want any stranger seeing my stupid tears.

I let myself sob, breaking every wall I had built to protect myself. This year had been hell. I made torturous enemies, got dumped by a boyfriend, and had my best friend leave school for god knows how long. "Why are you crying?" The voice made my head snap up. I wiped my eyes a little relieved for the distraction but quickly resented it. I quickly got to my feet pushing him away and hiding my face.

"What do you care!" I shouted. I saw an immediate smirk which brought my walls crumbling down again. I sobbed into my arms and he gave me a dull smile.

He sighed stuffing his hands into his low cut jeans. "That's the thing I kinda do care." He mumbled. I looked up wiping my tears. His hand was out towards me. I looked down to see his iPhone there. I bit my lip slowly taking it. "Get home... and hurry the fuck up you're not the only one who wants to go home." He hissed. I frowned facing away and calling mom. Once my thumb brushed the end call button, the phone disappeared. Kyle swiped it out of my hands and when I looked up he was gone.

I lay there thinking about that day. It wouldn't have happened if Kyle hadn't stopped. I had shrugged it off at the time, but only now did I really remember and cherish those words. "That's the thing I kinda do care..." I thought to myself letting the words escape my mouth. I formed a fist. "and that's why I won't give up."