The Nerd's Personal Bad Boy

Sudden Turn of Events

Claudia's POV

I woke up because of the loud pounding on my door. ugh can't a girl get some sleep? I am not moving from my bed. I have the perfect position, nuh uh am I moving, even if I was offered all the diamonds in Africa, I am not moving! I love my bed, I wanna marry my bed. yes, that would be good.

"Clauds, dad's cooked bacon for breakfast!" Casimir yelled

In an instant I woke up. I threw my sheets off, well, tried. it ended up strangling me. I am so having a divorce with my bed. I just yanked the sheets off and ran to the door.

I accidentally stepped on the loose end of my sock and hit my toe on the leg of my couch, I bounced up and down then I tripped on a rubiks cube. Which of course ended up with me banging my head on the edge of my study table.

Curses. 

I fell on the floor with a loud thud.

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Christopher's POV

I was heading off to the kitchen to fix the kids some breakfast. I was walking down the stairs when Cas came out of his room.

"Hey bud, why are you up so early?"

"Dad, sorry to burst your bubble but it's actually fifteen past eleven." Casimir said whilst rubbing his eyes

My eyes widened in shock. Crap. I was gonna be late for my meeting!

I rushed to the kitchen and grabbed the bacon from the fridge. And if you're wondering "Why not let Claudia cook their breakfast?" the answer is no, completely and utterly no. Last time I did that Claudia made the blender explode and made the cooking pot break apart in half. and I have no idea how she managed to do that! and I can't let Cas cook, my boy has a lot of skills but not when it comes to cooking. He even manages to burn his toast. Can you believe that?

"Cas, wake your sister up." I said

"Okidoki, daddyo!" he cheerfully said

those two might bicker like cats and gods but they loved each other to pieces. I hear him run up the stairs,He knocks numerous times on Claudia's door but still no response.

"Clauds, dad's cooked bacon for breakfast!" 

That ought to do it.

I hear running, then tripping, then hitting, then eventually a loud thump

Not again.

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Claudia's POV

I went downstairs rubbing the bump on my forehead. I hear my dad let out a huge sigh.

" What did you break?" He said in a disappointed tone

"Nothing," I think

Maybe my dignity. 

"Did something catch on fire?"

I shook my head

"Explode?melt? break?-

"Nothing dad, everything's fine."

Well, except this gigantic bump on my forehead! well at least it's covered with my hair.

"Good, look Claudia I've got to run off to work and I need you to run to the grocery and buy some food. And no, I mean it, no recklessness got it?" dad said in a stern voice.

I nod. dad, If you only knew how much I try to stop my dorkiness he nodded in a finalizing way and with that dad left.

I was surprised when I felt a bag of frozen green peas on my forehead. My loving brother took the courtesy of icing my forehead bump.

"Tripped on a shoe, your toe hit your couch, you stepped on your rubiks cube and you hit your head on your study table?" My brother said with a confident smile

I couldn't help but smile in return. 

"Close. I stepped on my sock." I said with a grin

he handed over a dollar with a frown, maybe it wasn't healthy but Cas and I loved to bet but just between the two of us, after we save a lot, we're getting a puppy!

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Claudia's POV


I was walking down the shampoo aisle.

Cool! Coconut or strawberry scented. I was just looking at the various shampoos while pushing the cart.

"Woah, there's a grass scented shampoo? that's like so coo-"

My thoughts were disturbed when I suddenly slipped and fell to the floor.

The shopping cart moved and crashed to where all the milk was, the ones in bottles. Almost the entire rack shattered and the floor was flooding in milk.

Oh no. My heartbeat quickened in pace and I felt my palms become sweaty. 

Employees started gathering around and see what merchandise was okay or what was left of it.

I hear loud foot steps coming toward me. I was still sprawled on the floor, jaw hurting as ever. my head too, well I guess there's another bump there. I was banging my head over and over again on the floor for being such an idiot.

"What the hell?! Do you know how much damage you've cost?" The fat balding manager yelled

He yanked me by jacket sleeve. His eyebrows were drawn together, I was afraid they'd merge into a unibrow and if it were possible he looked similar to a raging bull.

"You stupid girl! are you that dumb that you couldn't freaking read the " Wet floor" sign? You're a pathetic excuse for a human being! The milk you just wasted were very expensive! They're worth more than yo-" He continued 

At that moment I completely zoned out. His words stabbed me like a knife, and as much as I hated it my tears started to well up in my eyes. he continued on ranting and they soon began to fall. I bowed my head in shame. I heard laughter from the crowd and more insults from the people who disapproved of an idiot like me.

"Who are your parents, huh, kid? Didn't they teach you anything? tell me! I'm having you arrested you piece of -"

"Stop it," An unfamiliar voice said

I looked up and saw a the most handsome boy I've ever laid my eyes on. He had chocolate brown hair that stuck up in different directions, he was dressed in a plain white shirt, jeans, black vans and a black leather jacket. He had the perfect long nose, dazzling green eyes and plump lips. He was, he was perfect.

Did he put lip balm or what? I squirmed a bit inside, his skin was better than mine. My trance was broken he spoke once again, I felt my cheeks burn of embarrassment. Good lord, I am in a middle of a death sentence and here I am practically eye raping this handsome boy.

"Grow up, you asshole. It's just milk. You go apeshit for that? And you call her stupid." He said defiantly

"You're just a boy! You have no knowledge of financial matters. You're stupid like her! now leave before I call security for both of you." The angry manager said with his arms crossed over his chest

"Wrong move." The boy said with a smirk

His warm chocolate brown eyes were no longer warm, they turned cold, his smirk might seem that he's doing thing 'playfully' but his hard gaze said otherwise, I gently stroke my arm to flatten the goosebumps.

"What are you going on about?" The manager said with narrowed eyes

"Heir to the Chase Empire, son of Arthur Chase, most influencial man in the US or most commonly known as your boss. I am your worst nightmare because I happen to be the one and only Daniel Chase." The boy said while examining his knuckles that seemed to have dried blood on them

This time I rub both my arms, this boy was intimidating and we're probably just the same age!

The handsome boy I mean Daniel had a full grown grin on his face when he saw the arrogant manger cower in fear.

"Mr. Chase, Sir. I am so sorry. I was just-" The manager stuttered

"So now you apologize? Thought so. Don't apologize to me, apologize to her, dumbass."

Daniel looked at me and I suddenly felt self-conscious. I was dressed in a worn out hoodie, yoga pants, and a pair of dirty chucks and my hair looked like it experienced a tornado and there was a big ass purple bruise on my forehead and my jaw was swollen.

"I'm sorry, miss." The manager managed to say

I merely nodded. still shocked.

"And for the damages, mail me the bill." Daniel said

He began to walk to the exit before he turned around, and looked at the manager's name tag.

"And Al, you're fired, you prick."

and with that he made his grand exit. Leaving Al crying and the shoppers and I with dropped jaws.

Wait! I didn't say thank you.

I ran out hoping to catch up to him.

He was about to enter his Bugatti Veyron when I - Holy Mother of Grated cheese. Bugatti Veyron, it's like the fastest car in the-

I heard the engine roar to life, stopping my daydream. I knocked on his car window. Feeling giddy at actually touching a part of Bugatti Veyron.

He let it down and before I could say the word " thank you"

"Put some ice on those, idiot." and with those final words he drove off.

leaving me awe struck once again.

I ran after his car, but that was a stupid idea. I mean who can catch up to a freaking bugatti veyron?!

I tripped on a can and fell into a puddle.

Great, just dandy.

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Edited: 01.18.15

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