The Nerd (A Justin Bieber fanfic)

Chapter 4

Carter looks at me suspiciously.

"You sure because the look on your face makes it look like you almost got murdered."

I purse my lips. And bow my head looking at him through the hair covering my face. Have you ever realized your hairs like see through to you? I see carter roll his eyes and smirk in a weird way.

"So while you were at school the principal called..." he said In all seriousness. my eyes widen. "she said you were involved in what she called 'tomfoolery'."

I look at him confused. "what the hell is tomfoolery?" I ask more confused than ever. "I don't know but I just told her that whatever and crap you would tell a principal and yeah I was supposed to talk to you about it?" he asks.

"I don't freaking know!!" I almost yell. "well we already technically did so bye!" I push him out the door of my room and try not to fall asleep this time.

I start crawling on the floor around my bed looking for my phone. where the hell is it?? I look under the bed skirt and it isn't there. I look under my stuffed animals. Not there. Fuckerdoodles. I look around my clothing chest. Nothing. I fall on my side then I feel something hard. I get up because it's so freaking uncomfortable and take it out. I look to see the object I retrieved from my pocket. my fucking phone. I stare at it for a while.

"Seriously??" I say obviously not surprised.

I put it in my speaker and put the music on shuffle. 'SuperLuv' by Shane Dawson came on and I started dancing while organizing my face/hair/nails setup in my room.

I start to sing the lyrics because like I happen to love Shane Dawson and his stupid gay moments.

I'm running out of time

I hope that I can save you somehow

If I, If I had superpowers

I'd save the world and you would be mine, mine

Have no fear, your hero is here

My super sense is tellin' me that danger is near

I'm gettin' close to you so I can watch your back

A villain's on the loose and he's ready to attack, oh!

But I'm not a superhero

I'm not that kinda guy

But I can save you baby, give me a try

Cause I'm runnin' out of time

I know what I came to do, and I didn't come to lose,

So I'll fight until you're mine

And if trouble comes around, I won't be backin' down, tonight

Ooooooooh, if you're in danger

Ooooooooh, I'm here to save ya

Ooooooooh, that's what I'm made of

Oh oh oh ooh, give you my SuperLuv

Been fightin' for your luv for all this time

What I gotta do to make you mine

Got no super speed, but I'm runnin' this town

If you get in my way, I'm a take you down

But I'm not a superhero

I'm not that kinda guy

But I can save you baby, give me a-

I grab my heated straightener by the hot part burning my hand which had an amazing grasp on it making me drop the straightener while I scream my face off. all of a sudden you hear fast footsteps coming up the stairs and my little sister screaming "SHUT UP!!" at me. Carter appears at my door wide-eyed and out of breath.

"what happened now Renée?"

I show him my hand. it's all red and nasty. I let out a whimper of pain.

"I burnt my hand." I say in a weak voice.

"I see just hold tight for a second I'll be back." he says walking out with his pointer finger up not leaving my sight. he pops his head back in my sight.

"Kay?" he says

I reply with a nod. my other hand firmly grasping my wrist.

I turn around and plop my face on my pillow and let out a loud not human like noise that sounds like a dying whale. it hurts so bad ahh.

In the middle of my dying animal noise session I get a call. I immediately stop making noises and check whose calling.

Marcel. I smile at the silly picture of him that's on my screen. oh how I've missed that silly loser. About three seconds later I realize it's a call not a picture so I as quick as possible answer the call.

"Helllooooooo" I say mimicking Marcus Butlers YouTube intro.

"Haha hello Renée!" he says happily and quietly into the phone.

"Haha Whats Hatnin' ?" I say rolling onto my back with my burnt hand that is still in a lot of pain in the air trying not to touch anything with it.

"Nothing really just thought I'd give you a call to see if you don't have any plans for Wednesday night so we could catch up I know it's a weird time but- are you ok?" he asks as he slows his speech.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine why wouldn't i be?" I say trying to cover up the fact that I'm stupid enough to grab a heated straightener to use as a microphone. And even to leave a straightener always plugged in.

"Are you sure? Renée what did you do?"

"Ah I didn't do anything what makes you think that?" I say quickly.

"Renée you are breathing really heavily. you only do that when you hurt yourself or when you are internally screaming your face off at Shoey videos and pictures. what did you do?" He says slowly.

"Ah I burnt my hand on my straightener. you know?." I say shrugging my shoulders even though he can't see it..

"You are so stupid haha. so want to catch up on Wednesday?" he says speaking quickly.

"Yeah come to my house at 4:30 and we'll go to the mall ok?" I say

"Yeah sounds goo-" Marcel is cut off by his mom calling him. "well I got to go sorry bye Renée talk to you tomorrow!"

"Bye Marcel!" I say and hang up.

My brother shows up at my door with Polysporin and gauze pads and wrap. he comes towards me and puts the Polysporin on a piece of gauze and puts on the palm of my hand.

"You are very stupid you know that right?" he says with a chuckle.

"Yes I know." I say breathing really heavy. "Stop pushing that hurts. sto. I said stop." He pushes harder. "Stop. STOP AHH OW."

Carter finally stops pressing on my burn and puts the wrap on my hand to hold the pieces of gauze in place on my hand.

"Thank you." I say rubbing my hand gently as he walks out. he turns back and says the most stupid thing ever.