The New Nerd

Chapter 4: English Class

(S/A/N [the Second author's note]): Hey Y'all! _Minecrafter_123_ here, and as I promised, I will be writing this chapter for the new nerd. So.... Um, let's get started I guess? 

Hey yall, Minecrafter here again, this time re-writing the chapter cuz there was a stupid bug or something like that & it shortened itself. Unfortunately I didn't have another copy somewhere besides the internet, so the original version is lost, but I tried to re-write this version as the last one was to the best of my ability.

Anyway here's the (re-written) 4th chapter. Enjoy! 

I stood outside the classroom and opened the note Kacy gave me. 

"Meet us at the you-know-what I showed you in the library after school"

Us? She did say there were other members of the youtube club, right? Students started piling into the classroom and I was thrown to the side. I got up and brushed myself off, quickly getting into the classroom and finding a seat, no one could bother me when the teacher was looking.

I started reading a really good book. And by a really good book, I mean my English textbook. 

Well, look who decided to show her face.

I looked up from my textbook and saw the jock from earlier. Alex, I think Kacy said his name was.

Oh, look! It's Mr. I stalk girls so I can bully them!

This is where I'm SUPPOSED to be. You think I would WANT to be in a period with you?! Other people take English too, idiot. I thought nerds were supposed to be smart.

Wait, what?! I'm supposed to "learn" in a period with this jerk?! The guy who slapped my but, kicked the back of my knee, and preceded to rip the single thing I care about most up into tiny pieces. This day can't possibly get any worse.

Well, why don't you find a seat then?!

Look around you, nerd. While your face was shoved into that book the students filled up the classroom.

I looked around only to find he was right. The students filled up all the desks in the classroom, either:

A. Sleeping

B. Relaxing

C. Keeping themselves occupied to prevent a happening

D. Talking their heads off 

or E. Shoving their heads in a book (say hello to my fellow nerds)

The only damn seat left in the classroom is directly beside you. 

And what are you going to do about it?!

This.

Alex raised his foot and kicked me in the stomach. I was sent flying out of my chair, my head banging on the floor. All of the kids in the room began laughing (with the exception of the nerds of course).

Rain began pouring outside, which seemed to sum up pretty much what I was feeling at the moment. He grabbed something off my desk- wait, my English book! No! I need that for this period. 

Alex raised the book like he was playing in the NBA, balancing on his chair with the tips of his feet.

He shoots.... 

and he scores!!!

He yelled as the metal of the trashcan clanged against the wall as my textbook landed in it.

What'cha gonna do now, nerd? Run crying home to mommy?

All the kids laughed again.

That was the worst comeback ever.

Your mom is the worst comeback ever!!!     Some kid in the back yelled.

As the laughter died down, another yelled:

GUYS!!! MRS. MATTHEWS IS COMING!!!

Everyone scrambled to get in a proper position. I tried to get up and sit back in my seat. When Alex forced me down again. I just gave up. The door opened with a loud creak, and I groaned softly from my position on the floor. Some student tried to kick the back of my head away from their chair, which failed.

You! Girl! What are you doing on the floor?!

Laying down, I thought that much would have been obvious. And it's rude to point.

I see we've got another trouble maker in this classroom. They always give them to me. Well! You listen here, girl! I will not see any sass, fights, or any other things like that ever again you here me?! Or I will personally make sure you are expelled from this school!! NOW GET UP!!!

The rain intensified. The pain grew slightly more strong, but I managed to get back up and sit in my seat. At least Alex can't do anything else to me, right?

As the class progressed a few students fell asleep because of Ms. Matthews extremely boring teaching. Not without her noticing of course. They got detention for the rest of the week before you could say: "But-"

I was writing down "important" notes when someone whispered into my ear:

You better be glad that Ms. Matthews will see if I do anything to you, or you'd be in a lot worse shape than you are now, nerd.

I squeezed my pencil so hard is cracked.

Anything wrong back there girl?!

Nothing Mrs. Matthews. My pencil's just weak.

I'm keeping my eye on you girl.

Kacy is SO going to here about this.