The Nerd that turned out to be Vampire-ish [Wattys2015]

CHAPTER 3: My heart just rocketed out my ass.

Our classes ended pretty early today and here I am staring blankly in space, imagining a rainbow with unicorns hopping and galloping on it. When someone suddenly hit me with a hard solid material.

"Ouch! The heck!" I looked at the criminal and it was Daisy, holding my tripod.

"Oh!" then I smiled, I remembered that I forgot my tripod somewhere.

"Too rich to just leave things around?" Daisy chuckled and handed me my tripod.

"I'm going to Vincent's place, wanna come?" I refused and made hand signals of going-home-to-sleep, didn't know that I'm capable of becoming a mime.

She nodded and run towards Vincent and the gang, who was waving at us. I just smiled and waved, smiled and wave. I really have no energy to talk anymore.

Then I saw Allanah and Jel coming down the stairs, they probably went to their lockers on the third floor.

"Hey!" Al said when she saw me. "Wanna hitch?" She asked and I just nodded and smiled. Nodded and smiled.

Allanah dropped me off the third gate of our school and went on her way home with Jel. Well, Daisy and I live on the same apartment but she's out there somewhere, so I'm walking on my own.

Our place is pretty close so I decided to just walk and probably try to take a nap along the way, I guess this is one way to test my memory. I put on my earphones and my Ellie Goulding playlist is rocking my ears to sleep.

I merely hear the cars and jeepneys on my side of the street while I was walking... eyes closed. When suddenly I felt someone tugging my backpack and pulled me towards something I can describe as a man's chest.

My eyes flung open and looked up to see two light brown eyes staring directly down at me. We were in a weird position so I stepped forward, turned around, and faced a boy with a physique similar to models in runways.

"What's your problem?" I asked in an annoyed tone, yes I don't pick faces to whom I bitch out... even though he's quite handsome. I took off my earphones to hear him talk.

"You trying to kill yourself?" he gestured for me to look behind, which I did. Then I saw a driver giving me the middle finger and shouting something like "stupid kid watch where you're going", or was it "die motherfucker".

Seriously, how many holy fingers will I see in a day? I hit my head with the palm of my hand and realized that the driver was right. I should have been patient and just slept in my apartment, where noone can shoot me any middle fingers.

Then everything just dawned on me, I'm almost at my limit and I can sense that my body is close to being battery empty.

I realized that I hadn't sleep for almost two days, trying to finish that mini hobbit house for our production design class.

Then my eyes suddenly closed and everything just went on full shut down.

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Click, click, I hear clicking sounds. I forced my eyes to open and I saw the nerd clicking his fingers in front of my face. I'm too sleepy to punch him. Wait why is he here? Am I in hell? He does look like a devil... with glasses.

"What?" was the only word that barely got out my mouth, and it sounded somewhat like a boy who just got into puberty.

"Coffee." He hands me a cup of coffee and the heat that I felt on my hands, gave me a bit of energy. I love coffee, coffee is life.

"Thanks..." I looked at him and he just smiled, not a smirk but a smile. I looked around and realized, shit where am I?

I asked him, repeating the question that was in my head.

"Starbucks." He said and I got annoyed with his minimum use of words, so I let out a loud ugh. It's more like an involuntary thing for me when I'm annoyed... ugh.

"Exactly where... dumbass!" and he smirked. I waited for a reply but I only hear imaginary crickets in my head. He pointed at my coffee and motioned for me to drink it, and like a puppy I did what I was told.

"Hmmmmm." I let out a weird moan, and not in a sexual way. But really this is just too good, I love coffee especially caramel macchiato. Wait, this is my favorite... how'd he knew?

"You're not Edward right or a relative of him? Coz I'm not fond of sparkly vampires that looked like their related to fairies." I asked him, well it was more like a joke than a question.

He chuckled a bit. "No I'm not."

So instead of giving a fuck about his monotone voice and minimalistic style of talking, I just continued drinking my coffee. Which reminds me that I should pay him for this, I was about to get my wallet when I realized my backpack isn't here. I immediately looked at him with a puzzled face.

He stopped sipping his drink and looked at me. "It's in the car and we're in IT Park." He said it like it's not a big deal.

"WTF!" I growled like I a guy with an imaginary penis.

Damn I'm too far! Then I looked at my watch and it's like 11 pm, shit! I should've been on my apartment right now... on my bed. I almost cried imagining the comfort of my smelly bed. Yes, its smelly coz I hadn't changed my beddings for a while. So, I'm definitely no near close to the word, feminine.

He just laughed and I was about to make a table flip when suddenly a handsome guy appeared behind him. He looks familiar, where have I seen this guy? Posters? TV commercials? Runway shows?

"Tristan, you done?" The prince asked the nerd, wait pause that. So the nerd's name is Tristan, huh.

"Ah yeah." The nerd looked at me. "You, you done?" I just nodded, I'm too speechless to say anything. The prince's aura was way too beautiful, he must have a horse... no a unicorn fits him better.

We were heading out the coffee shop and the nerd was first to get out, who didn't even bother to wait for us. I was about to pull the glass door open, when the prince suddenly pulled the helm of my nike shirt.

"What's your problem?" I asked as I looked at him, staring directly at his light brown eyes. And why does this feel like a déjà vu moment?

Then the prince laughed, oh weird his laugh is not that princely. He started snorting and I laughed, because his laugh was funny.

"Stop!" I said holding out my hand like a white flag, a sign of surrender. I shouldn't be laughing this much, he didn't even made a joke.

"Sorry." He said and wiped the tears on his eyes. "It's just too funny... you saying the same exact words when I met you earlier."

My eyes balled out, suddenly remembering everything. This was the person who saved me from becoming a swatted frog on the streets.

"You were my hero." I said without thinking.

He chuckled. "I guess I am... my princess." Then he smiled, flashing the most perfect white teeth. I can almost imagine him putting glitters on it.

"Princess". My mind paused and focused on that word, and it seemed like it just stopped working.

And my heart just rocketed out my ass.