THE CHEERLEADER AND THE NERD ( Rewriting)

Chapter 19

Guys this is not really an update just think of this chapter as a filler. This chapter is written for a Writing Contest on wattpad name 'the perfect date'. Which I actually lost now looking back on it.

This chapter is sweet and probably the first romantic gesture in the book so far. Dedicated to another special reader, Thanks for the spam and since your a guy enjoy :* :* 

THE PERFECT DATE

I can turn my dreams into reality if I try~ Santa-elf

"Luther I'm sorry! Please hear me out". I plead. Many person would of believe I gave up after that night, but I didn't. Here I am the exact day after literally  hugging his feet and refusing to set him free. 

"You have to hear me out, give me a chance to explain, I never meant to send you to jail. I never meant to ruin your life...." I stressed hoping I could gain his interest.

"Then what did you meant to do?" He asked through clenched teeth. 

"I was stupid, I-I-I was just thinking about my self, about popularity, about how to keep up with my snobby behavior but I don't need any of that I changed"

"I don't believe you" He snared. "In fact I can't wait to go back to my country all american woman are just cruel back stabbing gold diggers"

"That's not true!" I yelled. 

"Your right innocent people don't deserve your name tag" 

"Why are you being so mean to me?" I asked holding back a tear in my eyes.

"I'm not, i'm being honest"

"I thought you were kind?" I mumbled."Nerds don't say things like that!" I yelled.

"Guess i'm no longer a nerd. After all, shit always happened to the good guys" With that said he walked away leaving me on his lawn heading towards his car. 

It was Friday, and even though i'm supposed to be leaping like a frog with joy like any other school kid, I was sulking. 

Am I doing too much of this? The begging, the weeping, the trying really hard to get his attention.

Gosh i'm at a new level at being thirsty. Just for one guy. It's time to stop.

Getting up I brushed off my skinny jeans and straighten the wrinkles out of my plaid shirt. Walking over to my car I got in and went to school. 

Things was hectic around here as usual on Fridays. People where talking about what they would wear to the party keeping at Vixcon's house. It's surprising that you could go from the center of attention to a nobody in a period of time. But it has been the best since this year. 

On my way to class I saw Luther his usual glare that I had gotten used to in the past two weeks were surprisingly replaced with a small smile. Confused I made my way to math class still pondering if I was day dreaming the events in the hall. This morning he was so mean to me with his words now he is sending me smiles instead of his usual glares, is something wrong with him? Or me?

By second period I was at my locker taking out a book for my chemistry class when I notice a blue post it note on my locker door. Taking off the note I read. 

'I was thinking in my car and I realized what you did was not entirely your fault. I was being blinded by vengeance and hate thus my reaction towards you this last two weeks. Honestly, I forgave you for what you had done and i'm sorry for what I had done to you.' ~L. Malik.  

The smile on my face was formed instantly as I read over the note over and over and over again. This was the moment I was truly waiting for. To be forgiven by him. I felt relieved like I could run across the world two times and still had more energy left in me for a third. This was what freedom felt like. I felt like i'm no longer in debt to him.