Nerd { Ongoing }

Chapter 6

Yeay! Chapter 6 is here! <3

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Chapter 6

-Chrissy's POV-

"ANDREW! DUDE! WE'RE LATE FOR SCHOOL!!!" I shouted, scrambling to get my phone and my backpack.

"WE ARE?!" Andrew shouted back from downstairs.

"YES WE ARE IDIOT! GET THE CAR READY!" I went to the bathroom to wash my face and combed my hair back furiously. Well at least I was wearing nice clothes.

I went downstairs and prayed to God that we still had at least 10 more minutes to go.

"Thank you Mrs.Garfield for having me over but Andrew and I need to go now so--"

"WE'RE LATE NOW SO BYE MOM!" Andrew politely interrupted me. Note the sarcasm.

I hopped in into Andrew's Mercedes and slammed the door shut. I checked my phone.

5 more minutes left. JUST GREAT.

"Andrew! Step on it"

"I know, Chrissy."

Even though I hope we weren't late I had bigger problems to worry about. First of all, I'm in nerd's car. Yes, Andrew had his glasses back on. What on earth am I suppose to do if anyone saw me in his car?! I would be officially DEAD. And then there's Drake. If he sees me with Andrew I would probably be even more deader. If that's even a word. I took to my perfume and sprayed myself with it. Hey, at least even thought haven't taken a shower I still have PERFUME! So embarrassing.

" *cough**cough* Chrissy! My car smells very nice already thank you very much. You don't have to add your perfume!"

"What? My perfume smells fine okay! its.Victoria's Secret perfume. There's nothing wrong with my perfume!"

"But now I smell a girl now! And so does my car!"

"Andrew! Isn't that a good thing? Now you smell fabulous. Thank me already."

"Urgh! Chrissy. I do not want to be a girl! Or even SMELL LIKE IT!"

"Whatever Nerd-guy." I said, slathering on a fresh layer of lip gloss,

"Deal with it."

Andrew was wearing glasses, which means being mean to him wasn't that hard actually.

After what seemed like forever, we

reach school.

we are 10 minutes late. we're dead.

I went out and ran to my first period class. English. Mrs.Levi. oh god.

Andrew was behind me now. I knock the door and everyone in the class look at me and Andrew like we just killed Obama.

"Andrew? Chrissy? why are you late?do you guys went out on a date?" Mrs. Styles asked. and she chuckled softly.

EW. WHAT?!

"WHAT? No Ms. Styles. i did not go on a date with this Nerd." I told Mrs.Levi felling a bit guilty. I look at Andrew and he was showing Mrs. Styles a fake smile.

ERGH!

"Okay , Okay... go to your sits" Mrs.Levi said.

I turned around and quickly scanned the classroom for seats. Oh goodie, only two seats left, next to each other.

Great.

I painfully walked towards the seat and slammed my backpack down on the table. Already I could hear people snickering and gossiping. I glared at a group of girls who turned pit to be my friends and they slowly backed out. So much for being friends. Whatever, I'll deal with them later. No one messes with Chrissy Costanza.

"Class! We will have a surprise pop quiz today! The marks will br counted in your grades. Get crackin'!" Mrs. Styles hollered.

I smiled in triumph.

Now everyone was glaring at me with jealousy. Guess everyone wants to sit with the smartest and nerdiest kid in class now huh? TOO BAD SUCKERS! Heh. But of course I wouldn't copy Andrew's answers. I looked at the question paper that Mrs. Styles gave us on our table.

Hmm....

'Name 5 famous sonnets written by William Shakespeare.'

Okay...so maybe I may be needing Andrew's help a little.

"Psst! Um Andrew?" I whispered.

He slowly turned to look at me.

"Yeeess?" He whispered back.

"Um...Question 17...?"

He looked at me and smiled. Yeah I so am gonna nail this test paper!

"No."

Wait, what?!

"I'm not giving you answers." He said, sticking his tongue.

OH YOU DID NOT.

"Andrew! This is serious businness!" I whisper-shouted, nudging him. Obviously he doesn't know that my parents will kill me if I fail. Because now when I look through my test paper...I think I might.

He just smiled at me and whispered.

"Sonnet 2567 sweetheart."

I stared at him wide eyed. I didn't expect that he would tell me the answer but...I'LL TAKE IT. Ehehehe.

"Thanks!" I whispered and quickly wrote down the answer and gave him my all too famous pearly white grin. Guys go crazy all the time when I do that. Heh.