Being Miss Nerd

Rich Nerd

The feel of sticky saliva and someones tongue on my face made me open my eyes. My dog Toto was on the bed,  his tail wagging back and forth and his toungue out of his mouth. He let out a tiny bark.

"I'm up..I'm up" I sat up in bed and stretched out. I yawned before stepping into my Fuzzy Bunny slippers and heading into the shower. I stepped out minutes later with two towels. One around my hair and one sheilding my femininity. I sat in front of my vanity. I straightened my hair.

After putting on my usual sweaters and pleaded skirts, I put on my glasses, rechecked my homework , got my bag and ran down the spiraled stairs leading to the large living room. "Mom, I'm off"

My mom walked out of the kitchen. She was always in the kitchen and the thing is that ever since I was a kid , I have never tasted her cooking.  We have so many maids in the house so the only thing we have to do is get dressed and go to school. My mom is a  Model,  she's in her early thirties  but anyone who sees her probably thinks she's late twenty four.

"Ok hon have a nice day" she walked up to me and examined me "Why don't you just wear your contacts?" she never liked the idea of me wearing glasses.

"I'm ok this way" I answered her as politely as I could.

"You should've curled your hair,  you look prettier that way and what is with this outfit, is it like a uniform or something , I really have to stop buying you sweaters and those skirts ...."

"Mom...Mom" I stopped her " your the model, not me, you have to look pretty , not me"  I reminded her.

"Well, excuse me for trying to help you and your ridiculous dressing" she teased me.

"Whatever" I rolled my eyes at her before walking out the door. I opened the door to my BMW and got in.

I drove off to school.

I hated school because of two exactly things. You see most nerds have at least one friend but me I don't and I have a Mean Queen, Jessica who is mean to everyone but meanest to me. We've been in the same grade since forever and she's always been mean to me.

In kindergarten, kids could become friends easily, just help someone up when they fall down or give them a pack of Skittles but now boys don't become your friends unless you have big ass or big boobs. It's really sickening and girls judge you on how you look, your weight and stuff. In my grade ,as girl weighing close to seventy pounds is like a crime. Sick. But I'm a perfect 40. The community of nowadays is messed up.

I parked my car in the available space, the whole parking lot was full of different types of cars. I got down , grabbed my phone and slipped it into my bag, shut the door and locked the car.

I was already some minutes late for my first class.  I rushed into the Literature class.

"Ah!Miss Holland finally agreed to show up" Mrs Taylor made it a point to embarass me. Everyone turned to stare at me.

I felt my cheeks burn and I slowly made my way to the only available seat. I didn't look at who was beside me.

Halfway through the class, someone tapped my shoulder.  It was strange because no one ever tapped me, ever. I looked behind me and too my suprise, Kyle the football quarterback, was the one who tapped me.

"Hey pass this to James" He handed me a folded piece of paper. I really needed to stop getting my hopes high. James.....

I looked beside me and to my surprise,  again, James was right beside me.  James is the football team captain. Every girl fell head over heels for his blonde locks and baby blue eyes. He was also pretty buffed too, he would have been an ideal guy to any girl but well not me. He and Jessica are an item or whatever.  I'm pretty sure she put a spell on him.