The Fake Nerd

Chapter 2

Mason

I lean against the lockers as i watch the nerd walk down the hall. She stays silent as people call her names and snort at her. She keeps her head down as she walks through the hall. Her brown hair sweeps down to her shoulders and her green eyes hold something that i haven't seen before. She wears a baggy hoodie and loose jeans. I watch as brittany and her minions come up to her. I turn back to my conversation with Jess. He has blond hair and light blue eyes. Like me he is a player. I'm 6'3 and italian. I have pitch black hair and hazel eyes the girls just die for. I wear my signature smirk. I hear a loud slam and a yelp of pain. I look over to see Brittney smiling evilly at the nerd who is now holding her hand. "Ava, Ava, Ava" she spews at her condescendingly. I watch the nerd's movements as she clutches her binder, fear on her face, but fury in her eyes.  Out of nowhere Britney slaps the nerd with a pedicured hand with a smack. The nerd doesn't even flinch. I watch as nearly a second goes by before she turns her head covering her mistake quickly. Now i'm intrigued. I unfold my arms as Brittany tries to do it again the nerd gets saved by the bell. I shrug it off and walk to class. It's a boring math class. I walk to the corner of the room in the back and sit. The teacher comes in a tall thin woman with glasses that hung around her neck. She had bags under eyes and tiredness in the way she walks. The door swings open revealing the nerd. The teacher just nods to her as she takes a seat in the back. I watch her carefully as she watches the lecture trying to see if she reveals something. She seems to notice as she slowly turns her head around the room her cyan green eyes find my dark hazel ones. She turns away quickly snapping her head to the front. I continue to watch her. I watch as she squeezes her hand flinching slightly. She looks down at and glares. Like death glares. Probably from her having the locker slammed on her. I huff out a sigh as she just looks back ahead. The miracle sound comes the bell. I zoom out of the door and walk slowly to my next one. I shake off the nerd's weirdness. Brittney probably has hit her harder than that. Speaking of Brittney i think as a pedicured name finds it way to my shoulder. I spin and see not Brittney, but one of her minions. She smiles seductively pulling her tight light green top down a little and tugging up her pink miniskirt. I pull her into the janitor's closet with me as she wraps her arms around my neck. Maybe just a little stress relief right now.