Not Your Average Nerd

Crying Chimpmunk

[×]Aiden[×]

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I smirk and jog to the door.

"Hey shortcake. Ya miss me?" She rolls her eyes and walks in. "No. A dont fucking call me that." I lower my eyes down to her ass as she walls past me. She may be a smartass sarcastic bitch... But damn she's got a body.

"Are you staring at my ass?" I look up and she's raising and eyebrow. I shake my head. "Nope." She shakes her head. "Whatever. Let's just get this project over with." I shut the door and nodded. "Alright. Follow me."

I took her through my large home, yes... All of it. Well... Except upstairs. But I just wanted to show off. I stopped at the dining room and opened the door for her. She looked at me questioningly and walked in. As she walked past me, I got her sent. Hm... Smells like vanilla.

I smirk and slap her butt.

She spins around as quick as a cheetah and drives her fists into my chest. I actually almost fall. She points to me. "Don't. You. Ever...touch me like that again." I smirk. "So you want me to touch you anyway?" She furrows her eyebrows into one and leans towards me, angry.

"I swear, Aiden... I will punch the living shit out of you." Why is it that I find her getting mad, cute? Okay, so didn't say that. "Your hot when your angry." I slide my hand onto both sides of her waist. She immediately grabs my wrist to try and get my hands off, but I just dig my fingers in her hips. She flinched and pursed her lips.

"Aiden." She spat. I pulled her closer towards me and leaned down so my lips were right beside her ear. "Yes, shortcake?" I felt her nails bury in my wrists, on the nerve. I instantly pulled my hand back quicker than touching fire. Damn she got that one nerve.

She looked directly in my eyes, completely pissed. "I'm serious." I smirk. "I was just joking, babe," I pushed her shoulder. "Lighten up a bit."

I step towards the long dining room table and sit down. She looks at me weirdly. "I'm not so sure." I roll my eyes and lean back, grabbing her wrist. I yank her on the chair beside me. "Fine. I'll stop hitting on you..." She sighed and grabbed her history book. "Finally."

"Maybe." She glares at me and I laugh.

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°×°×Aaron×°×°

I groan and fall backwards on Aidens couch. "Finally! We finished half of that damn project!" I cheered. Aiden laughed and leaned agaisnt the wall In front of the couch and me. He smirked and crossed his arms. "Yea, but you kept falling asleep."

"Hey now, we agreed to not talk about that," He laughs and shrugs. Then a thought comes to mind. I furrow my eyebrows and sit up on the couch. "Wait... Where's your parents?"

He smirks. "Aw, you hoping we had more alone time?" I roll my eyes. "You wish, dick licker. It was just weird is all." Yea, because I've never met anyone my age that doesn't have parents.

He shakes his head. "Nah. Their both at work and my little brothers are at their friends house." I stand up, smiling. "Aw! You have little brothers?! How many?" He looks at me weirdly. "Um... Two... Why are you so happy about it?"

"Because I've always wanted a little brother! And that's no fair... You have two." He laughs. "Trust me... If I could, I'd give you one."

"What are they like?" I ask, now interested in what Aiden has to say. Since he's not hitting on me or touching me, and actually has things to say, I'm all for it.

"The youngest one is ten. He's the wild child-" I cut him off. "Wait, that's not you?" He laughs and flips me off. "Shut up, shortcake. Anyways, his name is Devan. He hits on any girl that he sees, loud and obnoxious, annoying, manipulative little guy."