The Demon Nerd & The Mystery Girl

Twenty-Four:- Bursting Burritos & Giving Chances

Twenty-Four:- Bursting Burritos & Giving Chances

Nathan never knew a smug face could be more annoying than Jadrianne's, but the cunning new face who came with an entourage right before his eyes begged to differ as she sneered down at Nathan.

"Sh-Shameless dog . . . ?" Theodore trailed off in confusion as the whole team shifted their eyes between the two. Irritated, Nathan glared at the blue-eyed stranger. "The hell's your problem?" Theodore panicked when he saw Nathan in his Demon mode. "Ah! Dude, don't get mad at a girl for no reason!"

"Hah?! Whatchu mean 'no reason'? She called me a damn dog!" He retorted before turning to narrow his eyes at the girl. "You're a human, Nathan," Theodore reassured which made Brad nudge him. "He clearly knows, Theo."

"And I don't have a girlfriend!" He spat while the girl only scoffed. "That's not what I saw when you and your weird green-eyed girlfriend were cozying up. Seriously, why deny?"

Perplexed, Nathan scrunched his face when she stated it. That's when it clicked. To everyone's shock, he shot out from his seat and pointed at her, "YOU! You're that nosy numbskull girl at the court!" Despite the realization, Nathan was still wondering why she was commenting on other people's businesses whom she just happened to witness.

"Nathan, you know her?" Brad asked, but the girl snorted afterward. "Him grabbing his girlfriend in public was not one to miss."

She asking for a death wish or something?! Everyone thought as they warily observed Nathan who was seething in rage. SHE'S PISSING ME OFF! Nathan slammed the table.

"Get out before I kick your ass! I don't care that you're a girl!" He bellowed. Nathan was causing a scene with his outbursts and customers were beginning to whisper; however, it wasn't in Nathan's concern to who watches.

"Excuse me," another girl spoke, but this time she stood protectively in front of the nosy blue-eyed girl. "I'm sorry for her abruptness, but please don't punch her. If not, we'll have no choice but to use certain consequences if you do."

The hell is their problem? They acting like they're the president's kids or something. Nathan grumbled at the thought. He was about to unleash more colourful words until a hand grabbed his head hard. "Gah!"

It was Bladen. "I'm sorry for the commotion, Miss. This interaction is causing some discomfort so, I suggest you kids carry on to your table that my colleague over there is waiting to take your orders." A bright composed smile emits from him making the rest of the girls from the entourage gush at his charms.

"Oi, let me go!" Nathan's arms flail until he managed to push off the waiter's strong grasp off his head.

The protective girl hummed and nodded in agreement before leading the rest of the group to their designated table. The blue-eyed girl stayed a few seconds to glare at Nathan, not before leaving her last comment. "Tch. Pathetic."

"Why you- Ow! OKAY!" Bladen grabbed the boy's head again to refrain from raging again. The remaining spectators at his table shifted awkwardly until Theodore fake yawned and stretched his arms out; almost knocking Brad in the process.

"Oh, will you look at the time! I gotta get home! My sister needs my help to cook tonight." Theodore spoke while he gave signals to his teammates telling them to agree to leave. "Ah, yeah. We can pack our food anyways." Brad backed him up. Bladen complied before releasing the poor growling boy to carry out his duties.

Nathan noticed that they were preparing to leave which somehow made him feel a tiny . . . teensy bit guilty. Groaning in pain and in frustration. Damn that Blade and his strong grip! My head hurts. Nathan grumbled as he massaged his head.