From geek to sheik

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Tylers pov

Most people are scared of High School, because of the people there. Most people here at James Polk High School are either your typical dumb cocky jocks or nerds. Like me. Tyler Drake.

You could count me as a popular nerd. That's just because my twin brother is the star quarter back of the football team, star basket ball player, the fastest swimmer in the state, captain of the baseball team, he can play soccer like a freakin' Italian person can and we aren't even Italian, and last but NOT least he is good with the ladies.

I'm nothing like that though. I rather watch the History channel over sports; spend my Friday night doing next Mondays night homework, and play Dragon Quest with my friend. Notice how I said FRIEND and not FRIENDS, but its cool all I need is Lisa in my life and my creatures. I was a simple guy to say the least. Not to high strung or to chill, just in the middle of super nerd with no coordination and normal not so bad guy. Nowhere near my brother but oh well.

“Hey doctor dork, I am going to the mall, later.” He says, silently daring me with his eyes to tell him I wanted to go, or even think about going. He glares for a few seconds then disappears down the stairs, clomping down them like a monkey on steroids.

I hear the front door open, and I thought he was in the clear when my mom yells from down the hall, “Ryan you better wait!” her high pitched mad mom voice coming from down the hall. I close my eyes and pray she passes my room without stopping. “Where is he going Tyler?” she asks from my door. I sigh and push away from my desk. “To the mall mom.” I answer my fingers crossed that she wasn’t going to say what I think she is. “Ryan your brothers going with you!” she yells, I swear the woman was trying to get me killed by the monkey on steroids.  

Ryan gets up the stairs in record time. “BUT MOM!” we yell together, he didn’t want me to go and I didn’t want to go.

“No butt’s boys, Ryan you are going to take your brother and Tyler you are going to get off that computer and socialize. Now go.” Her voice held the finalization that singed my death warrant. Ryan gave me the death glare over mom’s shoulder and folded his arms over his chest. I have seen that look many times, and even though we were the same age and I was taller than him by like two inches it still scarred the shit out of me. I mean I had the upper body strength of a squirrel, if I was lucky. He had the upper body strength of a freakin ox... in one arm! I shiver and hang my head as my mom ushers us out the door and into Ryan’s black H2 Hummer. The car he got for our 16th birthday, I of coarse got a silver Bentley Continental GT, gotta love the twin cylinders.

As soon as the car starts and we pull out of the drive way Ryan punches me in the arm, then turns up the Eminem crap he listens to up so loud he can’t hear me complain or cuss at him. But that doesn’t mean I don’t. I grab my arm and glare at him and his smug look. It’s not like it was my fault I was forced to go, but somehow he would make it my fault. So I close my eyes and count to a high number then recite 26 numbers of pi, I couldn’t remember past 26, and I no time we are pulling up to the mall, and my eardrums are completely broken.

“Don’t talk to us, don’t walk with us, and don’t embarrass me, okay?” Ryan says as we get closer to Liam, and Josh his best friends and it just so happens they are super hero jocks to. Liam was tall and strong, I mean his arms were huge! Well bigger then mine… that wasn’t saying much though. His hair was a brownish blond, and he had what Lisa called ‘awesomely amazing crystal blue eyes to die for’ and the whitest teeth ever. Girls were either in love him or they hated him, because they had once dated him. Then you have the third musketeer, Josh, he is tall just like the others, his mocha brown hair falls to mid forehead and he also has crystal blue eyes, he is always wearing his black leather jacket. Girls are equally obsessed with him, and when all three of them are together it’s a stamped of girls that look right past me, unless I have the answers to the next test.

Liam nods at me then raises and eyebrow at Ryan, his wordless way of asking why he brought the dork. “Mom, said he has to get out and socialize, other words hangout with us, instead of his cyber girlfriend.” He says the eye roll obvious in his voice even though I was looking at the back of his head. I wish I really was a wizard so I can summon a dragon to eat his head off. We may be twins but we were far from identical. We were fraternal in more then looks. I had brown curls that fell into my eyes sometimes, which happened to be a weird color, a mixed green, blue, and gold. I wasn’t exactly buff but I wasn’t with out some muscles. Then you had Ryan whose hair was straight and blonde, his eyes were a hazel more on the blue gray side though, and he had plenty of muscle for the both of us. His personality was out there to; he was funny, nice, and sweet according to the girls. And no matter how many girls he dates he never leaves them crying, he some how has a way to make them think it was there idea, but I’m sure they all fall in love with him.

“Hey earth to Ty, do you want to go in BarnsNoble?” Ryan is asking a few inches from my face. I shake my head then nod. I hope Lisa had work today because I really needed to talk to some one who didn’t have high levels of testosterone. I stumble away from them and into the book store. The smell of freshly printed ink and coffee fill my nostrils and I feel at home. This store was a great place to hide out and talk, or read something, clear your head really. I missed out on the application dead line though, so now all I could do was watch Lisa work.

I walk to the back were she usually was hiding behind boxes and reading some novel. “Lisa?” I ask pushing things out of the way. “Tyler? Over here.” Her mousy voice calls from behind a big stack of boxes labeled Fantasy. She is sitting criss cross apple sauce on the floor a thick book in her lap and her glasses are pushed up on her nose, hiding her beautiful green brown eyes. Her shoulder length brown hair is pulled back, but pieces fall out and frames her heart shaped face. She looked great even though she wasn’t dressed up or anything.

“What book is that?” I ask gesturing to the book. “I Am Number Four. It’s a great book. I wish I had powers like that.” She says showing me the cover. It had swirls of orange and yellow and was eye catching enough. “Cool, look I can’t talk for long, but wana come over later?” I ask hopeful. She was after all my best friend. I knew things about her no one knew, and I took pride in keeping thoughs secrets. They made me feel important.

“Oh, yeah sure. Love to, besides my dad will be home.” She says leaving the obvious hanging I the air like an awkward fart that no one wants to claim. Her dad has hit her and is always drunk; any time he is there she tries not to be. Makes since to me. “Lisa, where are you, you have book to be putting on the shelf you better not be reading!” the manager, Jack, yells from somewhere. Her eyes widen and I duck behind a box and she stands up real quick.

“Um, over here I know I will get right on that.” She says and by the way she was standing I could tell he was glaring at her. “Okay, but hurry.” His foot steps fade and I stand up. “Okay that’s my clue to leave. See you later.” I say picking my way through box after box.

I finally get out to my brother and his friends, but when I do something is weird. They are looking at me funny, what is going on?

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