The nerd is a bad boy

Chapter 4

Amber's POV:
Today I had nothing to do so I thought why not go to the dance studio and just hang out there, listen to music, dance and just relax.

So I get out of bed and go to my closet to choose my clothes. I choose a high-low crop top with vertical cut lines in the back and grey sweats. I bring my clothes to my bathroom then shower.

--after shower--
I get out of my bathroom changed into my clothes then I get my phone and play How Low by Ludacris and I start dancing to the song.

As I'm "dancing", I put my hair into a messy bun then I put on my Nike Air Max 2014 and pack a bag with an extra shirt, a small towel, my speakers and a jug full of water. I get my headphones, plug them to my phone and go downstairs to find my dad watching a football game on TV.

"Dad, I'm going to the dance studio," I tell him then get an apple from the kitchen.

"Ok honey, just be home before dinner," he says.

"K dad," I say then kiss his cheek and go outside.

I ride my car and drive to the old dance studio I used to go to all the time for dance lessons.

--at dance studio--
When I arrive at the dance studio, I connect my phone to my speakers and play GDFR by Flo Rida feat. Sage The Gemini then I start to stretch.

After stretching, I start to dance and then I think of choreographing a dance just for fun.

After like two hours, I take a break and drink some water and just rest. As I'm drinking my water, Noah's name pops up in my phone screen then I slide my screen to answer the call.

"Hey Noah, what's up?" I ask him when I answer the call.

"Nothing much, just wondering what you were doing now," he replies.

"Well, I'm in a dance studio now," I tell him.

"Ok, can I visit you?" He asks me.

"Uh yeah, sure. I'll just send you the address," I tell him standing up.

"I guess I'll see you," he says.

"Bye," I say then hang up.

I start dancing again then after about twenty minutes the door opens and I find Noah looking as gorgeous as usual in a black t-shirt under a blue plaid shirt, a grey beanie and jeans. Even in a simple outfit, he's able to make it look really nice.

Thinking of how I look now, I realize I look like a mess. I mean, I'm sweaty, I probably smell horrible and my hair made me look coo-coo-crazy.

"Hey Amber," Noah says smiling.

"Hey," I reply smiling.

"So, what do you dance?" He asks me.

"Hip hop, streetdance," I tell him.

"Really?" He asks me then I nod. "Well care to show me a dance?"

"Sure," I say then play Till I Die by Chris Brown and show Noah the dance I was making before he came.

"Wow, you are a good dancer," Noah says then walks over to me.

"Thanks," I say. "I actually just choreographed that before you arrived."

"Then that makes you an amazing dancer for me," he grins holding my hands. "Are you going to continue dancing or is it just for fun?"

"I don't know cause my parents want me to become a lawyer, or a businesswoman. They don't think dancing will take me anywhere but I know that if I dream about being a dancer, then hopefully one day my dream will come true," I tell him.

"That's something to look forward to for you," he replies.

"Yeah it is," I say realizing how close were were. We start to lean then I don't know who kissed, if it was me or him, but at this moment I didn't really care. For some reason, it felt perfect. You know in cliché stories when the girl says that it's like there are fireworks when they kiss? Well it's true, and it really feels like that.

"What are we?" Noah asks me after we separate.

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"I mean, what are we? Are we friends? Acquaintances? Maybe more then friends?" He asks me.

"What do you want to be?" I ask him with a smile.

"Maybe more than friends," he says unsurely then he makes this face that makes him so cute.

"I can live with that," I tell him.

"Well then, will you, Amber whatever your middle name is Moore go on a date with me?" He asks me making me laugh since he just said 'whatever your middle name is' because he doesn't know my middle name.

"I'd love to," I say then we kiss again. And just sit on the studio floor facing the mirror with my head leaning on his shoulder while he kisses my head making me smile then he wraps his arm around my shoulders then I lift my head up to look at him and say, "And by the way, it's Amber Rose."

"Well it's a beautiful name," he says making me blush.

"So when's our date going to be?" I ask Noah while he's playing with my hair.

"Are you free tomorrow after school?" He asks me facing me.

"I guess, no meetings tomorrow, so yeah," I say.

"That's great. I can't wait for tomorrow," he says then I look at him and he has a big grin on his face.

"But, I have one question for you," I tell him.

"Shoot," he says.

"Why do you act like a nerd in school?" I ask him.

"Well, I've been kicked out of the last few schools I've been to because I'd get in trouble and make trouble so I was kind of a bad boy and I do not want to leave this school. Especially now," he says smiling at me making me blush. "So I thought, why not be a nerd since well, nerds don't get in trouble and they don't get kicked out of schools. Plus, my smartness helps."

"So that's your reason," I say.

"Yeup," he says saying 'yep' with a 'u'. "Now I have a question for you."

"What," I say.

"How did you become a popular?" He asks me.

"Ok, um let's see," I say trying to remember. "I was a sophomore and us six were friends and we were in all the "popular" cliques so we made ourselves known and ever since then we've been "The Populars"."

"I thought there'd be more to it," Noah says pouting.

"Well I'm sorry Mr. Bad Boy," I say then hit his arm.

"Ow," he pouts acting like a 5 year old.

"Aw I'm sorry," I say then kiss him. I'm about to pull away but then he kisses back and wraps his arms around my waist.

"You know what?" I say after we stop kissing.

"What?" He asks me.

"I really enjoy hanging out with you," I tell him.

"Me too," he says then gives me a quick kiss.

"Can you do me a favor?" I ask him.

"Whatever you want," he says.

"Can you please go as the bad boy version of you tomorrow in school? Because I like you better as a bad boy." I ask him hoping he'll say yes.

"Ok," he says grinning. "But first you have to shout 'Noah Miller is the hottest boy I have ever met'.

"Deal," I say then do what he told me to do. "Noah Miller is the hottest boy I have ever met!"