Not Your Average Nerd

Mask party

A\N: Picture is of Fiona and Aaron's dresses... NOT them.

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"Nope. Not happening Fiona." I said, crossing my arms. She whined. "What? Why not? It's so hot!" I rolled my eyes. "Doesn't matter. I'm not a slut."

"Well this is my dress... Does that mean your calling me a slut?" I glared at her. "Don't try to manipulate me. It doesn't fit you." She groaned and put the dress down. "Fine. Then we are going shopping." I shrugged. "Alright. Good enough. That means I'll be able to pick something out instead of you." She punched me and I laugh.

"Okay, bitch. Come on." She walks out and I follow. But I run right into her back. I furrow my eyebrows and step back. What the hell? I gasp when I see her standing almost chest-to-chest with Andrew. Both of them looking at each other, shocked. And Fiona is blushing.

Uh oh.

Andrew smirks and speaks to me without tearing his gaze from Fiona. "Aaron, who's your pretty friend?" I sigh and step forward, grabbing Fiona's arm. I pull her back beside me. "Fiona. And she's taken dipshit." Andrew smiles at her. "Hi Fiona. I'm Andrew, Aaron's sister."

Did he not hear me? I look to Fiona, hoping she won't be swoon be him. She smiles and is still blushing. "H-Hi."

I face palm. Okay, I'm going to save your ass, Fiona. And Aaron, you better be grateful. I sigh and tighten my hold on Fiona. "Well Drew, we have to leave. Please, feel free to do the dishes." I wink at him before dragging Fiona out to my car. Once we're in, I flip.

"What the hell was that, Fiona?!" She sighs and looks at her hands in her lap. "I-I don't know. H-He just ran into me and-I don't know!" I sigh and start the car. "Your dating Aaron. You can't make goo goo eyes at someone else." She nods. "I know."

"Espically my brother." She furrows her eyebrows at me. "Whats wrong with your brother?" I shake my head. "Nothing really. It'd just be weird to see you dating him." I shiver, and make it clear. She laughs and pushed my shoulder. "Shut up." I laugh and drive off.

"So a mask party huh?"

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"Okay... I like either the black laced one... Or the turquoise one with the Jean jacket." Fiona says, pointing to each dress as she describes it. I nod. "I agree. But I'm wearing my Jean jacket with both." She shakes her head. "No, no, no," she walks towards it and holds the black dress up to me. "The Jean jacket with this one would just be too much. Espically since your never going to put dress heels on."

"So what? I like converses with dresses... Sue me." She laughs. "Look just trust me." I sigh. "Fine... I like the black one."

"Yay! Your gonna be bootiful!" I laugh. "Alright alright, chill. So which mask goes with that one?" She smiles and hands me a gold and black mask. Its one with the small white strap you wrap around your head. Thank god, cause' I wasn't going to sit there and hold a mask to my face all night.

I smile and nod. "I like it."

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"Would you stop shaking?" I ask, irritated. Fiona keeps rubbing her hands. "I can't help it. I'm nervous."

"Nobody knows who anybody is. Just go out there, find. Aaron. And have fun. Nobody can judge you if they don't even know who you are." She smiles. "You sure always know what to say." I shake my head, pulling up to the address. "No. I don't. I just make it up as I go. I've only got one life so why don't I live it to the fullest?"

"Man I wish I could be you." I stop and turn to her. I grab her shoulders. "Don't say that."

"What? Wh-"