Nerd Helper (Editting)

Chapter five

I looked at Nathan and gave him the biggest most idiotic smile he's ever seen.

"I have an idea."

"What?" He said looking very suspicious.

"You know the, saying scratch my back and I'll scratch yours."

"Yes I'm familiar with that saying", he says trying to understand what I'm on about.

"Okay ,I have a secret and you can't tell anyone," this wasn't a joke I'm actually serious; I know I can be odd and carefree sometimes but l take secrets and promises seriously. He placed his right hand on his chest and held his left hand up.

"I promise I promise to keep it shut. If I spill I'll bark like a mut,
I cross my heart and hope to die
If I spill, stick a finger in my eye".

"You remembered our secret promise chant?" he looked at me and I smiled, I'm so happy he hasn't forgotten every single thing about me. I remember all the good times I had with him, we were always together. We'd never fight, always had fun, stand up for each other and make every one around us smile. Sometimes I imagined both of us like ying and yang, complete opposites but perfect together.

See I told you he remembered me.

Fine, you can have this round but it  isn't over yet.

Sometimes my inner voice is a pain in the ass. Just saying.

I gave him a dead serious look and spoke in a low tone. "I um.. like something that I know my parents wouldn't approve of."

"Oh don't tell me you  smoke weed," he said in a playful manner.

"No."

"Okay um..... A whore maybe?"

"NO!"

"Well I'm sorry I thought you'd remember I suck at guessing," well that's true.

He's like the worst charade player in history.

"Okay.... um I'm kinda into art."

"OH MY GOD, REALLY? Wow this is even worse than being a drug addict, this is a serious tragedy. Should we call the police or navy first?" he playfully ruffles my hair with an amused smile. This boy is getting on my nerves, I punch him on the arm and glare at him.

"This isn't a joke".

"What's so wrong about liking art?"

"Nothing's wrong, its just...... my parents. My mum's a surgeon and my dad works with NASA, they're science geniuses and I wanna be just like them, but I love art I've always loved it. There's an art competition in school and I heard College Scouts will be there, I really want to impress them maybe I could even get a scholarship. I can't spend my life pleasing others, I need to win this contest so my parents can see that I'm not the science prodigy they want me to be and I'm already the weird girl I don't need any other labels like 'art freak' or something".

"What happened to the Crystal that doesn't give a damn about what people say or think?"

"Well reality hit me like a bulldozer, I can't be in La La land forever I have to come down eventually" "So I've decided maybe I could help you gain more confidence and you help me out."

"Really hanging out with the weird girl, wouldn't that kill the reputation I'm trying to build," he said playfully.

"Hey don't diss weirdness, normal is boring. So is it a  deal?" I hold up my pinky.

"Deal,"  he replies while locking pinkies with mine.

"So when do we start?"

With an evil grin plastered across my face I muttered the words "Right now".

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I'm so happy this is the fifth chapter of the story *tears of joy*, promise I'll update soon.
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