Bully + Nerd = Love

Mr. Mathews

Magenta

The next school day was a complete complication. I don’t know what the hell happened, but apparently, it fucked up all of our schedules. So I spent the whole day with Tyler, Calla, Oliver, Damon and Dante. We were in Dance class with the teacher.

He was just as confused as we were. So. We drank lots of Monster, Gatorade, chocolate milk, coffee, and every type of energy drink to keep us pumped.

And danced like hell!

To say we were tired is an understatement.

I threw myself to the floor. Oliver did the same to my left, and Calla did the same to my right.

We sighed in exhaustion at the same time.

“I am never ever, EVER dancing, again…for about a week.” Calla said.

Me and Oliver looked at each other, then at her.

“Okay, make that 2 weeks.” She said.

“And we still have half the day to go.” Oliver commented with a groan.

That made us groan. We dragged our bodies all the way to the teacher.

“Mr. Mathews, can you please send us to lunch now? We are tired” I whined like a little girl.

“I guess this is tiring. But no slacking when you get back.” He said.

We nodded and left for the showers.

I got out with some short ripped jeans and a tank top. It was really hot today.

“Hey babe, you going to lunch now?” Tyler said as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.

“Actually-“

“Magenta, I’ sorry to interrupt, but I need you here at lunch to discus something. You can bring your lunch here if you want.” Mr. Mathews said.

I sighed.

“Okay.” I said.

I looked away, but before I did, I caught a glee of happiness in his eyes.

What was that all about?

“Come on mate, lets hurry up, the sooner we finish lunch, the sooner we can be together again.” He responded to me.

I smiled and shook my head in reassurance that I’m okay with that.

We paid for our foods, I said fair well to them and entered Mr. Mathews class.

“But Mr. Mathews, that bitch already has a man and good grades. I’m pretty sure you want a real woman and not a little girl. Come on and have fun with me.” I heard a nasty voice say.

I stepped in the class and saw Mr. Mathews looking uncomfortable as Shaneika rubbed her fake tits at him.

I cleared my throat.

And they sprang apart

Shaneika was really pissed, but Mr. Mathews looked like he was in the presence of a goddess.

“Um, sir. I’m here about the talk you wanted to have with me?” I said shyly as I looked at him. So I looked away, and smirked at Shaneika’s pissed face.

“Yes Magenta. Thank you for coming in earlier. Shaneika…you can go now.” He said.

She left with a humph while stomping outta there.

“That was something.” I said

“Yeah, thanks for saving my ass from getting raped.” He said.