I'm In Love With A Nerd

Chapter Five: Lily

So, after Blake and his mom showed up that day, he and I have been spending afternoons together. Just studying pre-algebra. Nothing else. Do I want anything else to happen? I think to my self one afternoon walking to Blake's. I don't know. I just don't know. I don't know if I can like him. Do I want my reputation, or do I want to go with my heart? What do I do?! 

I got to Blake's door, still not sure what I want. I mean, well, do I even know I mean? I barely have time to knock before Blake's mom, Tara, answers the door anxiously awaiting my arrival apparently. I think she's just happy that another human being, other than herself, is spending time with her son. The only reason I'm here is because My pre-algebra teacher told me that I should get a tutor. She had already asked Blake to do it, as I found out later. 

What happened is, a couple weeks before Blake came over, she had told me I need to get help, but what I didn't know is later that day, she told Blake to help me. You'd think she wants us to end up together. I don't even know if I completely like him yet. I'm still trying to decide between my rep, and him. Halle would tell me to choose my rep, but my mom would tell me to follow my heart. How are you supposed to choose between these things? 

I mean, Blake is funny and he isn't as bad as I thought, but the only people who know about our little acquaintance is our teacher and our parents. For some miraculous reason, Charity hasn't found out yet. If she somehow found out, I'd be as good as dead. I've managed to keep it from her for about a month. She's gotten close to figuring it out though. Mom tried to get her to take me to Blake's once, but Charity said she had a date with Corey. Gross. Where are they going to go? Make-out reef? Yeah, I'm proud of that one.

Either way, I decided to walk the whole way there and back, no exceptions. Though once Blake offered for his mom to drive us back to my house, but I declined. I couldn't risk Charity finding out. I told him I needed the excersice. I didn't want to tell him no because if my sister ever found out we "hung out" together I'd be socially distroyed. Meaning, he isn't a very good person to hang out with. He'd be crushed. I mean, I like him enough not to crush his hopes and dreams. 

I don't know what to do. i think, I ust need to think. I followed Blake to his room where we studied. Apparently his mom doesn't mind me in his room, with the door shut, while she's down stairs, an dno one can hear us. Dang, his mom trusts me more than my own. Every guy I"ve brought over to study with, it had to be down stairs, in the kitchen, and there had to be someone else there watch us.

Anyway, what I saw in his rooom the first time I was up there, scared the pee out of me. He opened the door and I saw a giant picture of a man with pointy ears and black hair. I think he was from Star Trek? No, I think it was Star Wars. I don't know. Either way, it scared me. Another thing is, it's butt, freezing cold in there. I walked in and I instantly got cold chills. I had my hoodie on, a blanket, pants, and a long sleeved shirt. Guess what? I was still cold!

Besides all of that, it looked like an ordinary nerd room. It had stuff from Star Wars, Star Trek, and some other movie I had never even heard of. I wanted to hurl then run out of the room. You see, my dad, since I didn't have any brothers, used to make me sit there and watch these movies with him. The last time we watched it though, I got up and said I had to go to the bathroom. I actually snuck upstairs for the rest of the movie. I had my mom come up and tell me when it was almost over so I could sneak back like I actually was in the bathroom.

Back to Blake. We walked over to his bed. He sat at his desk and I sat on his bed. I don't know why, but that's how we always sat. I took out my book and everything I'd need. He said all we'd be doing up here is school work. He said it with a sad expression. Weird. I turned to the lesson that were doing classand waited for him. I don't know what the heck he's doing. He has his whole head in his bag. Legit, his entire head is in his bag.

"Blake?" I said as I reached out to touch his arm.

"What!" He basically screamed. I jumped back. He still had his bag on his head.

"Are you okay? Should we not do this today?"

"No! I'm Fine! Just fine! Nothing wrong with me!"

I was shocked. What had happened? Did somone do something? Yesterday he was fine. I don't now what to do.

"Uhm, Blake, I think I'm going to go home. I just remembered my mom needed me to help with dinner." So lame.

"Okay. Have fun!"

What just hapened?