Disguised As A Nerd (On Hold)

Chapter 2

Hey everyone, I'm back, well with this story any way.

I felt like such a bitch, that I had left a mega cliff hanger and haven't uploaded in months.

But I'm sorry that I didn't upload when I said I could. The night before Sunday ( Sunday was the day I was gonna upload) we had a massive storm, and I ended up falling asleep at 5 o'clock in the morning. The power was out for like three hours and so I couldn't write any more because other wise I would use up all my battery charge for my iPod. Then I was gonna upload on Sunday but my mum and dad turned the wifi off. Because we had next to none of internet usage left, and they need the rest for their business. So then I had to write a chapter and once I finished this one, I always upload straight away when they are finished, but I couldn't thanks to NO internet.

I also have a cover for this story and all my other ones, but I can't use then until I get a computer, cause you can't put covers on, on iPods, which totally sucks.

So yeah I guess that explains why I haven't been on wattpad for ages. I hope you all can forgive me.

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Recap: I pull up in front of the school in my most stupid car ever a green old Volvo.

I wish I had a car that actually looks good! My dream car is a Cadillac convertible. But I know I'm not going to get it.

I get odd glares as I walk around the school making my way to the office to collect my new schedule.

If anything were to happen it would happen right now.

And it did...

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Disguised as a nerd 2

Because I'm so clumsy, when I enter the building, I smack right in to someones rock solid chest, and end up spilling all the contents of my bag on the floor.

" Watch it loser", says a husky voice.

I look up and see Laine the schools player staring down at me.

" Sorry", I reply.

" Hey is that make up?", he asks.

I stare down on the floor and see the make up I apply to my face at school for emergencies, scattered all over the ground.

'shit' I thought to myself.

" It is indeed", confirms one of his friends.

So Laine bends down and picks it up.

" Why do you have make up in your bag?", Laine asks.

" Well, you never know who your gonna meet", I reply.

" Uh-huh. I know who your gonna meet".

" Who".

" Mary-Ann Ucker".

I instantly stiffen, he was talking about her again, and if people talk about her they always think about beautacotic.

" She's dead", I reply in a mere whisper.

" Why so stiff Terd?", Laine asks.

Terd is a mixture between tomboy and nerd, just so your wondering.

Why are they talking about her again? Do they know my secret?

No that's impossible. I haven't spilt to anyone, not even my friends. It's only my family who know, not even all the other members of the family who don't live with us know.

Just then the bell rings, signaling that we all have to get to first period.

Laine's gang and himself start to walk off, and I sigh with relief. But I guess it was to soon to think I got away this time, or maybe I did?

" Terd, you forgot something", Laine calls out.

I turn around, and luckily thanks to the beautacotic reflexes, I instantly catch the mascara Laine threw my way.

" Damn", I hear him mutter, and then walks away.

I bend down, and pick up all my make up off the ground, then I run to first period.

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" Omg, you got to talk to Laine today, I'm so freaking jealous of you", says my best friend Hannah.

" Yeah me too", I reply, my mind on something else.

" What's wrong?", she asks.

" Nothing. I just have a few things on my mind", I say.

" Awe. You know you can talk to me about anything".

" That's the thing, with this subject I can't".

" Why?".

" I just can't, maybe some day I'll tell you".

" Fine. Any way, to a different topic; the talent quest is coming on soon. I'm not sure when though. A week from when it is being held, the teachers will announce when it is. I wonder who will win, and be able to sing at prom", she says.

" Hmm, mmm", I say in a incoherent reply.

" I hope none of those bitches win it. But don't you think it would be weird of a guy won? Like yeah I'm not saying guys are bad at singing, cause I really love Bruno Mars, and Foster The People. But guys that we know, guys at our school. I don't know. It would just seem a little weird, don't you think?", she asks me.

" Yeah".

I wonder why Laine, brung up Mary-Ann. Why did he have to knock in to me today? Why did he have to see my make-up? Why does he have to be so hot?

Whoa, that thought is completely different to the topic on hand.

" Hello, Tash?", asks Hannah, waving her hand wildly in front of my face.

I shake my head and focus my eyes on her.

" What?", I ask.

Hannah laughs, " You were totally out of this world; what's on your mind honey".

" Just stuff, things I already said I can't tell you", I say and sigh in frustration.

" Okay, any way, when are we going to go shopping for our prom dresses", she says, changing the subject.

" I don't know, maybe next week some time", I say.

" Okay. But now we need to find dates".

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So theres the chapter.

I came up with 2 other story ideas, one is gonna be really sad and I got inspired by titanic the movie to write it.

And the other one is another tomboy and player one, but it's so depressing and there is a lot of problems and emotions mixed in.