My Little Nerd

34 - What Do We Have Here.

~ Rosemary's P.o.v ~

" Well what do we have here?" I hear someone chuckle.

" That's so cute," another voice echoes. I open my eyes and look over at the door. There stood Kat and Jay.

" Hey guys," I mumble, sleepily.

" Can you explain why the cute guy from the mall is asleep next to your bed?" Jay ask.

I raise an eyebrow and look down. There laid, well not laid, Drew. He was in the same position as I had last seen him. I flick his head. Drew groans and rubs his head. He opens his eyes and looks at me with a sleepy look.

" What?" he ask.

" Thompson. You fell asleep," I whisper.

" I did?" He questions.

" I mean I don't know, this isn't your house or room," I tell him sarcastically. He rolls his eyes and runs his hands through his hair.

" Care to explain why Drew Thompson is in your room?" Kat ask.

" He's my servant, butler, person who helps," I answer.

" There was a food fight and she slipped on the food, causing her to sprain her ankle," Drew explains.

" The time I am not at school, you have a food fight," Kat pouts.

Drew phone rings and he answers it. His eyes widen and he quickly stands up, running out of my room.

" What was that?" Jay mutters.

" I have no idea," I tell him.

" Anyway, the reason why we are here is well because we wanted to go somewhere, but we can't now. You have a sprained ankle," Kat sighs.

" It wasn't her fault," Jay tells Kat.

" I know. It was Drew's," Kate mumbled. She walks out of my room. Jay looks out the door and rolls his eyes.

" Pregnant lady problems," Jay assures.

" I understand. So how have you been?" I ask.

" I've been good. Ethan hasn't stopped playing a video someone posted of us at the mall. He always teases me and copies what we did. It was supposed to embarrass him," Jay pouts.

" It's okay Jay. There are plenty of other times to embarrass Ethan," I smile.

" Well, I have to go. I hope you get better," Jay smiles back, walking out the room. I just lay back for a while until my door opens again. My mom's head pops out.

" Hey, Rosemary. So as your father most likely told you, we will be having a party," my mom grins.

" Yes, Dad did tell me about the party," I respond.

" Well you see many of the professors and other guest sons are coming," she winks.

" I just went through a breakup," I groan.

" Oh no one cares. You two wouldn't have lasted a year anyway," my mom scoffs.

" Neither will my relationships with any of the boys at the party," I counter.

" Now don't say that," my mom sighs.

" None of them are probably even modest," I huff.

" What does modesty have to do with being in a relationship and marrying them?" she ask.

" It's better than having a guy who makes you cook for him," I mumble.

" Woman were born to do house work, but luckily we are rich," she chirps.