The Nerd

I Dont Want Her

I finished applying the last layer of my pink lipstick and snap the cap back on, rubbing my lips together.

I picked up my brush, running it through my hair, as I studied myself in the mirror. I was wearing a long sleeve black crop top, with a tight black and white skirt, that says good girl, bad girl. My toned tummy showed in the middle and my muscled legs showed of well as for my butt. For being the small somewhat toned girl I was, I had a pretty big bubble butt for my size.

My makeup was pretty but, subtle. I had a very light, nude brown smokey eye going on, on my eyelids. With a thin winged eyeliner and my lashes curled well with the coats of mascara that where on them. My eyebrows where filled lightly to perfection and I topped it all off with a light pink lip. Nothing big, you know what they say, less is more.

I set my brush down, combing my fingers through my hair. I sat down on the closed toilet seat and slipped on my black strapped heels.

I stood back up, taking my glasses off, folding them up and setting them on the bathroom counter. I popped open my contacts and stuck them in as my vision came back to life. I had ordered my contacts after my grandma died and they finally came in today.

I check myself in the mirror one more time before grabbing my black clutch, shoving my phone and keys in it and unplugging the straightener as I walked out of the bathroom.

I walked into the kitchen, setting my clutch on the counter and pulling out my phone.

One of the boys whistle and I look up. Most of the boys from earlier left including Tim but, Jon, Caden and Lucas hung around for a little longer.

I look up to see Declan eyeing me up and down, "I must say Sam, you clean up pretty well." Declan says, meeting my eyes.

I drop my gaze and stare back down at my phone trying to hide the blush erupting on my cheeks as I text Tessa,

Me, "You almost here?"

I shut my phone off and set it on the counter as the boys continue to look at me. I roll my eyes.

"Are y'all done yet?" I say, in annoyance.

Declan shrugs and Caden, Lucas, and Jon focus back on the tv as Caden reaches his hand in the popcorn bowl on the table popping a piece in his mouth.

"Is that kettle corn?" I ask, as I push myself off the counter and walk over to the back of the long couch that Declan's seated on.

Lucas nods as he continues watching the hockey game on the tv.

I reach over the back off the couch, picking up a handful of kettle corn as I feel someone slap my ass. My eyes widen and I quickly scoot back to come face to face with a smirking Declan whose nose is a few inches from mine.

I cover up my flusteredness at our close proximity and shoot him a glare instead. He smirks some more and pushes a strand of hair behind my ear as his fingers scrape my cheek lightly. My breath hitches in my throat and I look into his eyes as they shine and flicker with an emotion I'm not quiet sure of.

The sliding door opens and I quickly stand up, straightening myself out as Clayton steps through the door starring down at his phone, he clicks it off and shoves it back in his pocket. His eyes quickly meet my body and his eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"What are you wearing?" He ask, looking me up and down.

I turn walking back to the counter, "An outfit." I say, popping some popcorn in mouth.

"No shit but, why that. You don't need to go out like that."

I narrow my eyes at him, swallowing the popcorn in my mouth, "Who are you to tell me what to go out in?" I ask, popping the last of my popcorn in my mouth.