Of Strawberries and Gum

Blind Date 2

"You have got to be kidding me!" I hissed glaring at the nerd; I couldn't believe Fiona set me up with a nerd! What was she thinking?

The pink boy stared at me in bewilderment and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Yes, you!" I spat, "Look I don't want to be here as much you, but we cant just leave like that otherwise Fiona will eat my head out. So let's just agree to tell her that we tried to get to know each other and realized that this is just not going to work, alright?"

"I don't understand." He said quizzically

"Do you want to be on this fucking date or not?" I said in frustration

"I thought you wanted this." He said tilting his head in confusion

"What?" Now I was confused

"Isnt...this a study date?" he asked blushing slightly

"A study – what are you talking about?"

The boy blushed loudly now as he stammered, "F-Fiona told me this was a study date. She said everyone is doing it...she said it wasn't actually like a date. We just meet an-and study."

I burst out laughing, this kid was hilarious! "How stupid can you be? That's not what study dates are, Fiona totally played you!"

The boy flared up in anger, standing up he grabbed his stack of books and left Starbucks real quick without looking back. I looked from him to the drink he left on the table and cracked up again, just where did Fiona find this air head?

The next day at school I cornered Fiona at her locker.

"Nice kid you found." I said to her, she looked up at me and glared,"Marshall Lee, what did you do to him?" Fiona spat, I've never seen her this angry before. The she frowned, "Gumball has been ignoring me all yesterday!"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I didn't do nothing. If he was mad at anyone it's probably you. You lied to him."

She huffed loudly and slammed her locker shut startling me, "You know you could've at least tried to play nice. I bet you laughed at him and mocked him." we stepped away from her locker and walked down the hallway wavering between the crowd of students.

"Where did you find him anyways? Do you have a stash of idiot nerds labeled 'For Marshall' ?" I said instead of admitting to her the truth, I mean the kid was funny.

"Haha very funny." She replied deadpanned, then she stopped walking and looked and me asking, "Do you really not know him?"

"Am I supposed to?" I said only to watch her face go from shocked to furious,

"Marshall! He goes to this very same school! You guys have had Chemistry, Biology and English together since freshman!"

"Really?" I racked my brain trying to remember the students in my classes but it was real hard since I don't attend class regularly. "I haven't noticed." I said finally

"Maybe if you attended class for once you would know!" she said sternly

"Did you know you look hot when you're angry?" I said pushing a hair strand away from her eyes

"I have a boyfriend."

"Worth a try." I shrugged pulling my hand away

"Just go to class." She sighed and continued walking ahead leaving me behind. Was that kid really my age? I remember he looked younger. I sighed heavily when I realized Fiona was expecting me to go to class and socialize with that pink boy, I really wasn't feeling it. I pulled out my phone wanting to see if any of my friends were skipping today but my fingers hovered over the contact list unsure of whom to text. That's when I received a message from Maja asking if I wanted to chill with her and the gang. I knew Ash was part of that gang which is why I was reluctant to go. I can deal with Ash better if wasn't sober, that's why I decided to go to class instead.

I walked to my Biology class and lo and behold, the pink nerd was sitting three seats back in the middle row. Uncontrollably a sly smile spreads across my face as I made my way towards the empty seat beside him. Gumball was busy reading and highlighting stuff on his textbook he didn't take notice of me, so I dropped my bag of books loudly on the table and put my feet up but the boy still didn't notice me. This irked me for some reason.

"Nice glasses nerd." I whispered into his ears

Gumball whipped his head fast, his hand going to his ear and his pink highlighter flew from his hands and landed on the floor between us. His face went beet red staring at me in shock and disbelief. I leaned down to pick up his highlighter snickering at his cute reaction. I stopped short though when I realized what my thoughts were saying. Cute? What the fuck? Where the hell did that come from? Nothing about this nerd is cute.

I sat up and extended my hand to him giving him his highlighter back, he still had his hand over his ear and his face was still red from embarrassment as he slowly reached out for his pen and squeaked out a thank you.

Ok. Never mind. He's cute.