Chapter 2
I walk out of the classroom when the bell rings. I am still sad for the fact that Zac won't help me with this project. He dosen't care if I have a hard time doing this project anyway.
Because, I am that 'nerd' that every students use for their grades.
I sighed. My life is like hell.
Walking alone after class is one of my basic routine everyday. Being alone is my agenda. Eating alone, socializing alone, and lastly, being alone all together.
Lunch time is one of my favourites. Not because its a free time but also it's my
only time to think about myself.I am used to be alone anyway.
I arrived at the canteen. Nothing new and nothing interesting. Just the same old canteen with the same students.
Each tables are being occuppied by a group of students.
You guess it.
It is grouped by 'different kinds of students.'. If that's whats the popular kids would say.
Idiots...
I would normally just buy my own lunch and eat at the park.
Yes at the park. Our school has been around for decades. The park is always been the place where I can eat right and be right.
As I mainly do everyday, I walked to the counter and picked up a tray. I looked through the several kinds of food that the lunch lady served for today.
Pasta
Salad
Nachos
Just the usual servings.
I picked pasta because I've always liked pasta.
After getting a serve of pasta, I walked out the cafeteria and head towards that park.
The cold wind hit me when I opened the school's front doors. The leaves were scattered everywhere. Tress started to dance because of the heavy wind.
I sat down at one of the benches.
The cold air hits my face as felt the hard wood when I sat down. I smiled as the sweet pleasure of the air crawls upon my body and feel its frigid coldness.
"This is going to be a beautiful lunch." I muttered.
I opened my bag and get the pasta inside.
Good thing that this bad boy came with a fork. I wouldn't be eating a wonderful delicious side dish with my hands? Do I?
I stabbed one piece of the pasta and put it on of mouth.
I moaned with delight. Pasta is so good and always will be.
"Good thing your here. You always make me smile." I whispered at the food.
Call me crazy. I am like this.
Talking to an inanimate object that gives me sweet pleasure.
Don't act like you don't do it too!
Moments later I decided to get going. After eating my lunch, I sat here for a while thinking about this project.
Especially about Zac.
Gosh! He is making this thing so hard for me! Especially that I like him the way that normal boys don't feel.
I don't even know why I consider myself day dreaming about him and wasting my time!
I have to do something. I won't fail in this subject by making him disturb me with his dreamy eyes and hot voi-.....
STOP IT!
Matt. Stop this.
Just stop this.
Time to move on. No matter what he does and what he say, don't fall for him.
And that is a promise I won't break.
Ever.
-After I took my lunch, I decided to go back inside the school. I love spending my time in the park but the more I spend my time here the more concious I will be.
I got up, threw my trash into the trash bin and walk towards that school main gate.
I pushed one of the doors, revealing the school's lockers. Everything seemed to be in order. Some students are chatting while using their phone. Some are just reading their textbooks.
I sighed and walked slowly towards the halls. Everybody would stare at me and talk about how I am always alone. Talking about why wouldn't I hang out with the fellow 'nerds.'
I have to sneered at that one. That is just plain stupid. They need to know that I am very secretive person. I don't like socializing as much as the next guy who is being bullied for being a loner.
Sometimes I would ask myself, why would I let myself be alone? Even if I am introvert-kind-of a person. Some students would ask me if I would like to come and eat with them. I would just reject their offer and be alone.
You know the fellow 'nerds'.
I finally saw my classrooms room number. I turn the knob and walked slowly.
The classrom is still empty. Chairs are scattered everywhere. Papers are everywhere too. The board is still messy from the doodles and drawings that from the boys drew earlier.
I decided to take a sit while I wait for class.
I opened my backpack and decided to read my history book just in case the teacher give a 'suprise quiz'.I would chuckle when our teacher is going to give us a 'suprise quiz'. Little does she know, she sometimes forgets what she's saying. She would remind us about a 'quiz' that is going to happen 'tomorrow'.
It isn't a suprise when you know what's coming.
I flipped through my history book. Reviewing the past lessons I already knew. This is one of good thing for being smart.
While minding my own business, I heard some noises from the outside of the classroom. I didn't bother to check it out since I have some studying to do. It must some students who has done their lunch and came back for another class.
I glance at the wall clock that was pinned across the room.
'11:45'
"Hmm. They are early." I whispered.
I heard the door knob being turned around. I decided to take a look. Some familliar faces came that I see everyday.
I focused back on reading on my textbook since I already know what they are going to say.
"I need to get laid at the party."
My entire world froze when I heard those words from a familliar voice.
Without thinking second thoughts, I slowly shifted my head to that specific direction.
My eyes widened and my heart began to race fast.
'Zac!'
He is talking on one of his friends. The blonde guy and the black haird guy that I really don't care about.
My attention is just focused on him.
I gasped when he look at me. My heart began beating fastly.
No!
Remember what you promised to yourself Matt!
I quickly focus backed on my textbook. My heart still beating like crazy.
I breathe in deeply.
"Here we go again."
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The Nerd Has Benefits (BoyxBoy)
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