Nerd // l.h [au] (re-writing)

Chapter 27 ~ "Spider-Man is a Cock Block"

IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END!!!!!!

Avalon's P.O.V

I pushed the door open to exit the school along with the dozens of other eager teenagers. I ducked my head and made my way to Luke's car in the parking lot. It was my turn to decide what we did, and I had a huge surprise in store.

My journey was cut short as my body collided with another, causing me to stagger backwards. The object wasn't too large, so I knew it wasn't Luke like all those other times.

Instead, when I raised my head, I was greeted by the gleaming blue eyes of Theresa, Kimberly and Kira smirking at me from behind her. It was like they expected me.

"Oh hi Avalon," she smiled, causing me to double take. She was actually talking to me.

"Um, hey," I stammered, not used to a popular person talking to me besides Luke and Calum. Sure, I had talked to her before, but I was still an awkward band nerd and she was still the most popular girl in school.

"How's Luke?" she asked, stepping toward me slightly.

"He's good," I said lowly, clutching the sides of my jacket anxiously.

"Just good?" she pressed.

"Great," I corrected, clearing my throat. "He's doing great."

Kimberly and Kira moved to stand on either side of me, basically enclosing me and keeping me from making my escape. It was probably an intimidation technique, and although I was ashamed to admit it, it was working.

"Well that's great," Theresa grinned. Her blue eyes flashed to my arms in front of me and she reached forward, snatching my songbook out from where I held it tightly to my chest. "What's this?" she questioned, flipping through the pages. It reminded me of when Luke did the exact same thing two months prior. I had completely forgotten about it, and the page of my book that he still had.

"It's just something I like to write in," I answered, although I wasn't sure if she was being rhetorical or not.

"So like a diary?" Kimberly spoke up from my right. Theresa was still going through my writing, much to my dismay, not taking her eyes off the pieces of paper.

"No, not exactly," I disclosed, diverting my attention to her before quickly returning it to the girl in front of me. The pages left untouched by her black nailed fingertips were almost gone, and then she could give it back to me and I could be off with Luke.

Once she had flipped through the whole book, her fingers gripped a single page and tore it out, my eyes widening in horror. Before I knew it, several scribbled on pieces of paper littered the parking lot at my feet.

"What are you doing?" I exclaimed, reaching out to grab my prized possession and have it safe in my grasp once more. I managed to pry it from her manicured hands, my eyes seeing exactly what type of damage was done.

The page I was on was ripped in half, due to me taking it back from Theresa, and pages upon pages were missing. Important lyrics and notes were scattered like trash on the concrete, and I felt like I could cry.

I looked up to see Theresa smirking, evilly and knowingly, before her face turned stone cold and she took a single step toward me.

"Listen, I don't know what you're trying to pull, but this needs to stop. Luke doesn't like you; you're a game to him. You're nothing but a pathetic, wannabe, band freak that will never amount to anything, and once he realizes that, he will drop you like a fly. And trust me when I tell you that if this continues, I will personally make your life a living hell," she snapped. "Got it?"