Chapter 10. Kim.
The fight is all the school can talk about for the next few days.
You avoid them like the plague, and your popularity rises. People flock to you, and I watch you smile and laugh and accept their attempts at reassuring you.
The nerd and the ex boyfriend, however, sits at the corner of the canteen. It's not a good seat. It's right next to the rubbish bins and anyone can just easily dump food on you and it's a popular spot for birds.
The nerd's friends are nowhere. They blend in now. They wear their fake heels and eyelashes and they take opportunity of the panic to blend in.
They don't look like nerds anymore. Their grades drop. But I suppose that's the only way to be popular.
I've started paying lots of attention to the couple at the corner of the canteen. All the attention is on you anyway and I'm almost forgotten in the chaos.
They make me sick.
Holding hands on the table, these secret, wishful smiles, pretty blushes and awfully soft glances out of the corner of their eyes.
I wonder how long it'll take the school to realise they are hopelessly, beautifully, painfully in love.
As it turns out, not that long after all.
Maybe it's much too obvious.
Lunch is usually time to observe the couple for the school. They note the way your ex boyfriend moves around her, like he's finely tuned to her every move, and the way the nerd looks at him and presses open-mouthed kisses to his cheek.
I don't look at them anymore. I don't have to.
Everyone knows what I know now.
YOU ARE READING
White lies.
Teen FictionWe are a walking stereotype. You are the mean, whiny queen bee, I am your ever loyal sidekick, and we are followed by a bunch of cheerleaders everywhere we go. We giggle and we flip our hair and we check our never chipped nails and we wonder who wi...
