Being The Schools Nerd: The Bullied, The Misunderstood, The Unloved

chapter six/ Rocky Powers go!

I woke up with a dull ache in my head. I looked around and realized I did not know where I was. I was in a room that wasn't mine. In a bed that I did not own. The sheets didn't smell like my own.

"Where am I?" I asked out loud as I rubbed my aching temple. I didn't expect an answer after all I was alone in a room I hadn't been in before.

"I think she's awake," a voice whispered from outside the door.

"I believe she is," another voice said.

"I want to go in first," the first said cheerfully

"No I do!" the other argued

"Beauty always goes before the beast," by then I had realized it was the twins bickering

"Well in that case I should go first after all I'm the better looking one," Liam stated.

Someone snorted, "an old dog with a bad sense of smell could still smell that load of bull you just said," Jax shot back.

I stood up slowly and walked to the door. Pulling it open I watched the two foolish twins fight. They hadn't realized I was watching until Damon cleared his throat and acknowledged my room presence.

"How are you feeling?" he asked as he made his way into the room.

"Fine," I responded as I followed him back to the bed.

He patted the spot next to him. Shyly I sat down on the bed.

"You don't seem embarrassed about yesterday," Liam pointed out.

I knitted my brows together as I looked up at him.

"Embarrassed? Why would I be embarrassed?" I asked confused.

"You don't remember?" Damon asked with a small smile. The glint in his eyes made me worry.

"Remember what?" I inquired

"I'll be right back," Jax said with a grin as he dashed out of the room. I frowned at his retracing form.

He came back with his phone. I watched him push some buttons on the screen of his phone before handing over the sleek black object to me. On the screen I saw myself. Nothing out of the ordinary at first. Then all of a sudden like if it had been taken out of a horror movie I watched myself embarrass myself. And like a movie playing in my mind I remembered everything that happened last night.

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"Olivia are you okay?" Damon asked. A worried expression was painted over his strong features.

"Why wouldn't I be," I said giggling.

"You seem a bit...I don't know you're just acting different," he answered as he scratched the back of his head.

"Oh, silly goose I'm perfectly fine. Here have a brownie," I said as I tried to shove the chocolaty sweet into his mouth.

He caught my hand and sniffed the baked good. His nose scrunched up in distaste.

"Is this weed?" he asked with wide eyes.

I shook my head, "no it's a brownie," I stated in a matter of fact tone.

"Okay we are going home," he said as he grabbed my arm.

I shook my head and pulled away.

"No. I can't leave leafy by himself," I said. "Haha get it leave leafy?"

"Who the hell is leafy!?" Damon asked.