The Player and the Nobody

Chapter 16: Ashton's Crew

§Ashton's Crew§

"What happened to you?" Jessi asks coming up to me. I groggily wipe the sleep from my eyes as I look at Jessi who is eyeing my hair and outfit. I didn't really try this morning. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants, a baggy off a shoulder shirt that says "Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but you are abusing the privileges!", threw my hair into a messy bun, and wore my big black framed nerd glasses.

"Derek, that's what happened."

"Mkay...huh?" Jessi looks at me with the "da heck" face and I sigh and stretch.

"Well we worked on our project last night and apparently we fell asleep, but then he woke me up by screaming. Like what?! So I'm freaking out and I go over to where he was laying and he's asleep. I thought he was just messing with me, but no matter what I did he wouldn't wake up. So he screamed all night. I don't know what was happening, but it was as if he was getting murdered over and over."
Jessi was about to respond when I saw arms wrap around her. She giggles like crazy. Jessi doesn't giggle. Oh this boy will be the death of her. I decide I didn't want to be caught in the middle of their make out session so I walk towards my locker and get my books for my first class. When I close the door, I spot Derek by his locker. Alone. I walk over to him.

"Hey. Ar-are you okay?"

"Hm? Uhm, yeahhhh...why?" He asks with an eyebrow raised.

"Well last night yo-"

"DEREEEEEEK!!!!" A high pitched voice screams. He just groans and looks behind me. Karla stumbles up to us in her 10 inch heels and falls onto Derek. She then places a sloppy kiss on his lips while I stand there awkwardly.

When they separate I was gonna speak, but Karla just looked at me weirdly before speaking, "What are you looking at nerd? What? Do you need to watch people kiss since you don't get any for yourself?" She pushes me and I trip backwards. She laughs as I pick up a few papers that fell out of my over stuffed binder.

"Actually I was trying to have a conversation with Derek, but you got in my way, idiot." I fix my crooked glasses and she just glares at me.

"Who gave you the right to say that to me?!"

"I just did." She narrows her eyes even more.

"A lowly like you doesn't have enough power in this school to do that. Who even are you?!"

Seriously?! She doesn't recognize me?!

"By lowly do you mean low IQ because if you are I believe you're mistaking mine with yours."

"What the heck?! No one ever comes up with good comebacks against me?!"

"That's a lie because I specifically remember my best friend and I roasting you a few weeks ago...."

"Wha-MAGGIE?! Wow! Your even more of an ugly nerd than I thought before."

"Ooh! Wow! That one hurt. I'm gonna need some cold water for that burn." I grasp my arm and take a sharp breath through my teeth, "I'd rather be an ugly nerd, than an ugly bimbo."

"Ugh! Stop it! I can't think of anything else!"

"Really because my list goes on and on. You wanna say anything else?" She pouts and crosses her arms over her chest, "I didn't think so, now get out of my way and stop spreading your many STD's m'kay?"

Karla screeches and stomps away, well tries, but stumbles because of her death heels. Derek turns to me, "Oh my god. I owe you one. Thank you."

"Yeah whatever. Uhm listen we need to talk about la-" The bell rings signaling that we would be late.