The Nerd Is A Model?

Chapter Two

Ch. 2

We stop at the Krispy Kreme donut shop drive through window and I order my favorite donut, an apple fritter donut, about ten pigs in a blankets for both of us, and both mine and Leannas favorite coffee, french vanilla coffee. Then Leanna ordered the same coffee and a cream filled donut, her favorite kind.

While we have to wait for our food it is the perfect opportunity to look at what Leanna is wearing. She had on a blackish dress with flowers all over it with a brown belt in the middle of her waist. She is not wearing any make up on her face, like she even needs to. Her hair is down and she had some bracelets on her wrist, she is crazy about her accessories.

We get our order a few minutes later and drive off to school. Fifthteen minutes later we pull into the school parking lot, there are not many places to park. I finally find one in the farthest part of the parking lot and pull my beat up old truck in the spot. We have about eight minutes to get to our first period class and we start walking to the school. I pull out my class schedule that I got in the mail a couple days ago, and I see that I had history for my first period.

"What's your first period?" I ask looking over at Leanna.
"It is A & P." She spoke without even looking at her paper.
"You don't sound happy about that!" I state jokingly. "You know I've never been good at science!" She retorted looking at me with the most unhappy eyes ever.
"I know, I know don't get your nickers in a twist." I say in my favorite british accent.
"Don't use that accent on me! You asked the questions!" She stated then opened the door to the front of the school.
"Okay." I laugh. "What is your locker number?" I asked seriously a moment later. This time see looks at her paper.
"Umm." She hummed looking at the paper now in her hand. "It is locker 81." She answered then looked back up from the paper.
"Mine is 83." I say as we try and find our lockers.
"Looks like we are next to each other." Leanna smiles and opens her locker. "Yeay." I happily shout and everyone in the hall quickly looked in our direction, but as soon as they saw it was me they went back to there own business.

We split ways after puting our stuff in our lockers that are right next to each other. Coincidence, I think not. Our classes are on diffrent sides of the school and we say we'll meet each other at lunch, because we have no morning classes together.

I walk into my class and the bell rang a little bit after I sat down in the front row. Which only one other person sat in right after I sat down, and he sat right next to me out of all the places to sit. He is the running back on the football team, he is hispanic, and his name is Gerardo but all of his fangirls call him G, that's all just G. He actually goes by it to, his friends even started calling him G. He has dark black hair and light brown skin. He has a massive attitude, he is rude like all jocks are and does nothing that does not have anything to do with football.

His cousin is siting right behind him and he is also on the football team. His name is Pete and he is the quarterback. If you have never seen fangirls before then you would be freaked out by his fanclub. Yea he has a fanclub, the girls are crazy. They put up posters all over the school with his face on them. They normally say "I love you.", "Will you marry me.", and stuff of that sort. I could care less, but whatever right. He has short giner hair and he has white skin. There family is complicated I guess. I am pretty sure his mother is white and his father is hispanic but I could be wrong.

I got snaped out of my train of thought with my new history teacher slaming his hands on his mettle desk and the horible huming sound rang through the class for a moment. The class was now quiet and we all looked in shock at the teacher as if he was crazy.

"Okay this year class we will learn about history, yesterdays history tomorrows history, and history from hundreds of years ago. We will start with my favorite historic moment, the holocaust." He paused to take a breath then started agian. "Okay class can anyone tell me what the Nazi party is? No class it is not an actual party." He kept talking but I stoped listening after he said that.

I was thinking about a photo shoot Leanna and I have after school. We get to go to the beach for the shoot so it should be pretty fun. After the shoot Leanna and I will probably play in the ocean. My school is about fifteen minutes away from the spot we will be shooting at so I'll see how that goes. Before I go to the shoot I'll have to go on my daily run right after school, and then do whatever for about an hour.

I got pulled out of my train of thought agian by getting hit in the head with something. I looked around behind me but no one was laughing not even a giggle. I thought I saw Pete glance at me when I went to look away but when I looked back they were just talking so I brushed it off like nothing happened. A couple minutes later the bell rag for second period.