How the nerd stole the bad girls heart

How the nerd stole the bad girls heart (chapter one.)

          April 4th, 2011 9:11 A.M.

           Avery wasn't even here. She was late. Again. I tapped my pencil angrilier on my desk waiting for the black head beauty to walk in. I looked at my teacher, bored with algebra. N equalled 2 for fuck sakes.  He still blabbled on & on. Suddenly , the door swung open. I looked over my shoulder excited to see Avery. It wasn't her. It was Mrs.Hymimny. Pronunced Hymen. First time I heard it I laughed. My shoulders dropped and I sighed. I couldn't hold it any longer. I needed to Avery. Avery Loviny. Perfect hair, eyes, face, body, I never knew someone could be so perfect. 

            I should probably tell you who I am, before you think I'm an obbessed lesbian. My name is Logan Howard. And I'm what you'd call a nerd. Personally, I think I'm a sexy mother fucker. But to girls, being a smart, skinny, non-jock, is a nerd. I'm in 11th grade, and I'm 16. I've had a crush on Avery for about 2 years. She's talked to me a total of 2 times. The 2nd time, I seen her breast. It was moreless, a incident. I remember it like it was yesterday...

             "Hey, Lucas, can you get me a pencil?" Her hot whisper came in my ear as she bent over from behind me.

              "It's L-Logan," I stuttered like an idiot. I mentally slapped myself. "Yes. I do. You want a mechanical, or a wooden?" 

              "Uhm... Wooden."  She smiled, perfectly as usual.

              "Here." I took out my pencil case from my backpack and handed it to her. I dropped it. I didn't pick it up. She looked at me.

              "I'll get it." Avery said and bent over. Her shirt was loose, and when she hovered below, the shirt looked like it was about to come off. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Ooh, a tease, I thought to myself. I looked down her shirt, curious, I'll admit. I saw her perfect breasts. She picked the pencil up. I looked behind her, and saw her skinny tight jeans. Her G-string popped out.

               She got up & smiled. "Thanks."

               Totally not obbessed.

               The door flew back. Everyone was silent. Mr.York looked over.

                "What's the excuse this time, Ms.Loviny?" Mr.York said. She was here. I scoot in a little, to see a glimpse. 

                 "I was abused." She smiled at Mr. York seducingly, and sat down behind me.

                 "Not funny, Loviny." 

                 "Neither is your attempt at fucking." This girl, nauuughty.

                 "Detention. After school." He demanded. She smirked.

                    April 4th, 2011 ; 12:56 

                    Lunch time. For the wits, it was a 'fun' time. To the rebels it meant food. To the populars it meant picking on smaller kids. To me, it was torture. I sat at the nerds table, because I'm unpopular.  The rebels, consisted of ; Ruby (Grade 11) , Justin (Grade 12) , Sara (Grade 11) , and Avery, who was apart of both the populars, and the rebels. 

                      The populars were; Joan (Grade 12) , Kelsey (Grade 12) , Eric {who happens to be Avery's annoying boyfriend.} (Grade 12), Piper (Grade 12), Naomi (Grade 11, she's accepted because shes rich and can get them into 18+ concerts.) and then Carter and Roy, who are twins. And jocks, like hell. 

                        At the moment at this lunch, I was talking to my friend, Jake.

                        "I heard Avery had herpes," He said as a matter-of-factly.

                        "No. She doesn't. I'm surprised you don't have herpes."

                        "Oh, Fuck you, you tranny."

                        "I'm actually really surprised you said that. 'Cause, a matter of fact, I'm not a transgendered. I have a penis," I played with my sandwich. My head lowered as Eric walked by. His blue-green eyes sparkled. Woah, that sounded gay. He flipped his brown hair and ran his fingers through it. He stood tall, and the time he was walking by, it was in slow motion. The girls awed. What was this? A Bratz movie?

                         "Hey, gaytards." He smirked at winked at us.

                         "Way to be a dick, Williams!" Jake shouted to him.

                          I stared at him.

                          "That's where Avery got her herpes." He stared, stone cold in my eyes. I pursed my lips and nodded.

                           "Wanna go look at porn in the library?" I asked.

                            "You know it!" Jake smiled and hopped up. I walked with him, to watch the girls art of nudity, and sex.