Nerdio & Jocket

Chapter 3 - Whoops

Emma

I woke up with a lot of determination this Sunday morning. I rolled out of bed, putting on my most provocative gym outfit that I had. I was wearing spandex shorts that go halfway up my leg and a low-cut sports bra with a transparent shirt that has the side trimmed where it will show my beautiful curves. The last thing to add was matching shoes and putting my hair up in a cut ponytail. I take a look at myself in the mirror to make sure that I am looking good enough to eat. Then I grab my backpack, making sure I 'accidentally' forget my change of clothes before dashing downstairs to get a light breakfast.
When I get downstairs, my mother is already in the kitchen preparing breakfast for herself and her father. When she turns to look at me, she gives me a once-over before raising her eyebrow.
"Are we trying to impress someone today, sweetie?" My mother asks.
"Yep, some hot guy from the gym," I answer while grabbing some fruit and protein powder so I can make a smoothie.
"Oh, honey I wish you would quit going for those muscle heads and actually go for a guy who is smart and not looking for a tap-it-and-go." My mother sighs as she puts butter on a piece of toast.
"Mom, I'm still young. I don't have time to look for anything too serious. Especially since I do plan on going to college," I say before starting the blender. My mother stays quiet till the blender is finished. When she knew she wouldn't be interrupted, she started talking again. "Well, I guess you are right sweetie. Just stay safe."
"I will Mom," I smiled, putting my smoothie into a cup rushing out to get into my car, so I could head to the gym.
As soon as I arrive at the gym I can see Tracy leaning against her yellow bug that she begged her parents for. I park my car right next to hers, getting out with a smile as I howled at her.
"Sup, bitch!" I yelled happily.
"Sup," she smiles as she places her phone into her purse.
"How early did you get here Tracy?" I asked.
"Umm about five minutes ago. So I haven't been here long, but I saw your hunky boy," she giggled and bounced in excitement. Tracy has always loved gossip and romance bullshit that never actually happens in real life.
"Nice, so he is already here."
"Yep Yep, so let's see you work your moves," she wiggles her fingers in front of me with the silliest expression. I just shake my head at her as I lock my doors and head inside the gym to get my morning workout out of the way.
I go straight to the machine that I always use as soon as I enter the gym. I'm keeping my eyes straight and focused, as if Mr. Hottie did not exist or more like I don't know he is close by.
Tracy catches on quickly to what game I'm playing at and wanders off to do her workout. As I am working out, I see a shadow come over me. I smile knowing he must have come over here to talk to me since I didn't seek him out. As I looked up to look at his face, I was faced with complete disappointment. It wasn't him. It was fucking Josh from the football team.
"Ugh, What the fuck do you want Josh," I say in a grumble as I was not up to dealing with his bullshit today.
"Ohhh, come on babe. Don't be like that," he says in his sweet talk like I'm his girlfriend.
"Don't come on babe with me. You know damn well I don't want to see your fugly ass face right now," I growl. I always hated dealing with Josh. After we had sex the one time when we were stupid drunk, he thinks he is the hottest shit walking on two feet right now. I'd rather fuck a lamp than ever fuck him again, I barely remember that shit anyway.
"Coming from the slut who was all over me," he smirks.
"Oh yeah, all over you like a dead animal," I say, trying to dismiss him.
"Always a smart ass, aren't you Emma." He frowns in disappointment as if I'm looking for approval from you asshole.
"Well, I don't like being bothered by little shits like you and I do mean little," I smirk knowing I hit his pride and I hit it good. Josh's face started to turn red as his anger was boiling over from my statement.
"You know that is comical coming from you. The biggest slut in the entire school next to your best friend who is so stupid that she sleeps with every guy who tells her that they like her."
Before I knew it I felt pain hit my knuckle as I got up and punched the fucker hard across the face. I have a rule, you can say whatever you want about me. That is a completely different story when it comes to people I care about.
Josh was on the ground looking up at me in pure shock, but that slowly faded as his anger kicked back in with vengeance. The next five seconds felt like it was five minutes as I watched Josh pick his happy ass up, sling his arm behind him, getting ready to hit me. I tensed up and waited for the impact, but nothing happened. I didn't even notice I closed my eyes till I opened them up to see what happened. There was a tall, strong figure in front of me with a broad back protecting me from Josh. At first, I didn't register who was in front of me till I heard their voice.
"What's going on here?" A deep voice asked.
Wait, Mr. Hottie is in front of me! He is actually going to intervene with this jackass. Damn, talk about a hunk in shiny armor coming to rescue you, except minus the shiny armor.
"Get the fuck out of my way! The bitch deserves what's coming to her!" Josh shouts causing a commotion as people are now looking over here.
"I don't care. You're causing a scene and disrupting those around you who are here to workout." He says.
"Are we seriously going to ignore the fact that she fucking hit me first!" Josh growls. I can tell that he is getting angrier since someone stepped in.
"From what I could see, you provoked her and wouldn't leave her alone even though she told you to." Wow, he has a point. I did tell the bastard to fuck off and I think I said it more than once as well.
"Get the fuck out of my way. I'm getting back at the stupid bitch. All I did was call her and her stupid friend a whore," Josh then pauses and laughs, "which is the truth. She shouldn't have lost her temper from me telling the truth. If she didn't want to hear people say that shit, then she shouldn't be spreading her legs."
Mr. Hottie let out a sigh before grabbing Josh and started to drag him to the staff. There was a small commotion with Josh and the staff before finally Josh was kicked out. Once everything calmed down, the feeling of embarrassment finally hit me. I can't believe that asshole said that while there were a bunch of people here. I mean there is a chance that people didn't believe him, but that's not a solid hundred percent. I got up once my shock and embarrassment went away and walked to where Mr. Hottie was standing.
"Hey," I mumble, but it was loud enough for him to hear me as he turned around to look down on me.
"Hey," he replies while raising an eyebrow like he is suspicious of me.
"Um I just wanted to say thank you for saving my ass," I say shyly as the embarrassment is starting to rise up again from within me. Dammit girl, keep your emotions in check, this isn't the first time you have been embarrassed like that.
"Heh, there is no point in thanking me," he says as he smirks at me, as if he is showing his charm.
"Well you may feel like that, but I think I should say thank you." I say as I am getting dazzled by his charms. I mean how can a smirk look so sexy and cute. That just makes absolutely no sense.
"Hmm, so what exactly was that asshole saying that made you punch him?" He asks. I guess he deserves to know that much since he helped me out.
"Umm it was because he said Tracy was a stupid slut who sleeps with any guy who confesses to her." I answer, hoping he doesn't think I am stupid for punching that asshole because he said something about my best friend.
"So it wasn't because he called you a slut?" His eyebrow raises again as if he is confused.
"I mean, yeah he did call me a slut, but I don't really give a shit what people say about me." I shrug, since I was little my parents have always talked behind my back. They basically talked shit about me because they couldn't have a smart child like their best friends.
"Oh really and why is that? Most people don't like it when others talk about them." He stated.
"That is because I'm used to it. I've been used to it since I was a child, so eventually I learned to just not give a damn." I shrug, I know what people think of me and I also know that I am not very liked because I don't give a shit.
"What was said?" He asks while looking into my eyes and brushing back a strand of hair that I didn't notice. His gentleness sent tingles throughout my body, giving me slight shivers.
"I mean I used to have this childhood friend who my parents always compare me to. They say shit like 'Why can't our daughter be so smart', 'Is she slow, she doesn't understand the information as quickly', and 'Why can't you be like their child, you are so spoiled and ungrateful.' Teachers would do the same as they were shocked that we were even friends. They would always say that I am a bad influence and that I shouldn't ruin such a prodigy. I mean the list goes on and on, so after hearing that shit all the time you just become numb after a while." I say it as if it's nothing, but when I saw his expression, it was hard to read. I quickly realize that I have just told a complete stranger some deep shit about myself. I quickly try to retreat, so that he doesn't think I am some kind of sentimental freak or worse, that I'm looking for sympathy.
"Well shit, look at the time. I have to go or my tutor might actually kick my ass. Well, goodbye." I say as I turned walking away quickly out of the gym and to my car. Fuck, I didn't even finish my fucking workout. I grab my phone to look at the time and realize that it really was about time for me to go to the nerds house to start our tutoring session. Before I could set my phone down I felt it vibrate. I look down to see that Tracy has messaged me. Shit, I left without even telling her, I bet she was in LaLa Land to even notice the argument between Josh and me. I opened my phone to see what she texted me.
TRACY: Hey where did you go?
I smiled, Tracy and I have been friends for a long time. She may be a little slow, but she is super caring and has always been there for me. We treat each other like we are sisters and honestly she was my saving grace.
ME: Yeah, sorry about that. I have to go to my tutoring session. Don't want to piss the nerd off.
TRACY: Ohhh ok. Have fun!!!!
I shake my head at her humor because she knows damn well that I will not have a fun time. I quickly start my car and drive to the nerds house so we can get this painful process over with. The only fun I might have is teasing him to see if he takes the bait that I give him. I still can't believe I made that stupid bet with Tracy. I mean, a bet on the hottie makes complete sense, but not one on Eric. Honestly the only reason I took the bet was because she challenged me. I know that I have gotten whatever guy that I wanted, but how the hell am I going to use my moves on a guy that I absolutely despise. I'm stuck in my head trying to figure this shit out when I realize that I am in the fuckers driveway. Dammit, I am not prepared for this at all. I just remembered that I didn't bring a change of clothes on purpose so that I could possibly be distracting to him. Ugh, man I am really not in the mood for even my own bullshit today. I let out a deep sigh and opened up my car door so that I could get out. I slid out of my car and reached in the back so I could grab my backpack. I walk to the front door striking the doorbell to hear the chimes notifying them that I have arrived. I stand there waiting while tapping my foot on the concrete step. After a couple of minutes the door swings open to show an older lady that I am oh so familiar with.
"Hey, Mrs. Blake, I am here for my tutoring session with Eric," I said with a bright smile so that I wouldn't seem rude. My parents would rip me a new one if I was disrespectful to their best friend.
"Oh, hello dear," she smiles brightly. "Eric is up in his room sweetie so you can head on up." I give her a smile and a quick nod before entering the house. I walk up the stairs heading straight to Erics' room. I didn't knock because he will probably be at his desk ready to start this shit show. I walk in without a thought as I close the door. As I turned around, all I could see was creamy tan skin. There were no clothes present, I saw black hair on muscular legs of perfection. My eyes travel up to the area of pure delight as this nerd was about seven or eight inches long while being fucking soft. HE WAS SOFT! How the hell can a dick be that big while it was fucking soft. I have never seen a guy that big while he was soft. The longest I have seen while a guy was soft was five inches, not fucking seven or eight. I couldn't stop staring at it, like does this seriously belong to the fucking nerd. While I was completely distracted, I didn't even notice that Eric said something out loud and turned to go back to the bathroom. As he turned I got to see his ass and my god, the nerd had a nice ass. I am standing here in complete shock. He is a nerd; he is supposed to have either a small or average dick, he is supposed to have a flat ugly ass, and he is supposed to be uninteresting. Why the fuck does he have to have a nice body from the waist down. I have no idea what to think or how to act after seeing what I have seen. Has Eric always had a nice body? Did I come to the right house? Am I having a dream and my brain is fucking with me? I have so many questions along with a warming sensation between my legs as my body likes what it sees and now it wants it. Fuck, just because he has a nice package that doesn't mean you want sex right now Emma. As I am completely struggling with myself, Eric comes back out of the bathroom completely clothed. I didn't knock out of it till I heard him slam the bathroom door. I slightly jump and then look up to get a good look at him. Eric is tall, has black hair, green eyes, broad shoulders, and it looks like muscular arms. He is wearing his thick square glasses with a red plaid shirt along with a black vest and bow tie. He has on some of the ugliest khakis on as they are that ugly ass beige color with black socks. The way he dresses is just a major turn off. They make it where you don't look twice at him, but if you look past the shitty clothes you can tell that he is fit. Eric walks over to his desk to plop that nice ass on his chair.
"Are you going to just stand there and gawk at me the whole tutoring session?" Eric asks. I shake my head to get my thoughts under control as I walk over to the chair next to him that was prepared just for me. I take out my books and supplies, ready to go as he stares at me.
"What?" I was annoyed because I didn't like the look that he was giving me.
"Are you seriously still in gym clothes?"
"Yeah, and? Do you have a problem with it?" I ask.
"Well no, but I didn't expect to have to smell you the whole time I'm tutoring you." I rolled my eyes at his remark.
"Well sorry, but I completely forgot to pack extra clothes," I explained.
"Really? Did you accidentally wear something revealing by accident as well?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.
"No asshole, that was on purpose" I replied, getting a little annoyed.
"Really, hopefully you aren't wearing it for me to see since you," and he air quotes this shit, "forgot a change of clothes."
"Ha, you wish nerd" I laugh out loud, " why would I ever dress seductively?"
"Well I don't know. Maybe you would distract me and have a reason to tell me off like I did last time. To complete a challenge because for some stupid reason you hate losing a bet." Wait, how the fuck did he know I hate losing a bet?
"From your very confused expression, tells me that you don't know that you're notorious when it comes to your bets. Probably want to keep your life private because everyone knows about what you have done and who you have done." Fuck, I knew that I was a main topic when it came to gossip, but I didn't know it was bad enough for him to find out basically everything.
"It is my business, so don't worry about it and no I wore this to get the attention of a guy from the gym."
"Well that really does fit the reputation that you have set for yourself."
"And what is that?" I ask.
"The schools biggest slut duet or the other is the slut twins." He shrugs like this isn't going to bother me when clearly it does.
"Excuse me!" I shout in anger.
"That is what they are calling you and Tracy because you two have slept with basically all the guys in our school. Also why I thought I might be in the radar, but I'm glad I'm not." He answers as he gets materials ready as if he knows this conversation is coming close to an end. I am shocked because he is right, I have slept with the majority of the guys in our school. I slept with them because of bets or I was so drunk that it just happened, like it did with Josh. He was also right on the fact that he is on my radar since I made that recent bet with Tracy. IT actually hurts when you have the facts all laid out in front of you. To be told something that you didn't know was out of control. Though there is no point in changing now as the damage has already been done and the reputation is already there. I guess I really am a slut.
"Well I'll be honest, it was tempting." I blurt out hoping to get a reaction.
"What was?" He asked super confused.
I smile as I lean in real close so that my lips are close to his ear as I whisper my next few words.
"The idea of fucking you."