The Nerd is Actually a Badass

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Emilia:

"Mom, can't I just I don't know, skip school?"

"No! It's the first day of school. You can't skip, plus remember you have to keep a low profile. "

"Mom the lights I can see heaven I have to sleep or I'll die!" I exaggerated with my voice. I wasn't really lying, I could see heaven in my dreams and they were just a blink away.

"The only lights you're gonna see if you don't get up, is the flash light I'll be shining in your face while making sure to call your dad."

I quickly got up "gotta go mom, love you bye!"

I could just tell that my mom was smiling happily. It's unfair that she gets to use dad as leverage.

Let me tell you this my father is a Monster! Yeah no joke people, he was just as bad as I was or even worse. Hell he was the fucking master. You'll realize what I mean soon enough.

If you're all wondering who I am, then good! You don't have short attention spans or ADHD. Rejoice people! Rejoice!

I'm Emilia Petrova and my family is part Bulgarian because of my father, so yeah. Need I explain more? My parents met in a trip and then they dated and then they started becoming...closer and then my siblings were born.

I rode my car going to school and I parked it behind the school. I put on my eye-glasses which were the thick and black rimmed kind of glasses that nerds from movies wear, then I messed up my hair. I now officially look nerdy, or just messy. Well including the fact that I was wearing an oversized sweat shirt with some jeans that seriously didn't fit me well, that it hung really loose on my waist. I'd say I look like a socially awkward loser. Which for those shallow assholes in that school would be considered nerdy. Hey maybe they're not all assholes but then again my mom did tell me to keep a low profile...for now.

The first bell rang and my first class was English, it's a good thing that I asked for my schedule earlier so that I didn't have to deal with any judgmental stares. Like stupid cliché movies, everybody picked on the new girl, which was me. It's a damn good thing I took anger management classes 'cause if I didn't then a lot of people here would end up with broken bones. It also didn't help that I felt something poking me, I chose to ignore it though seeing as I have to follow my parents orders. Pain in the ass rules.

You see I caused quite a scandal in my old school beating up the seniors and all. It's not my fault they wanted to beat me up and couldn't actually do a proper beating. So now I have to keep a low profile. Or my parents might consider sending me to boot camp which I doubt would be any better. Also those seniors have a bit of a grudge on me, it's not my fault they let me hit their family jewels so easily. A guy who gets beaten by a girl isn't considered a man anymore, well considering that they tried to beat a girl that's what really doesn't make them a man anymore. I mean assholes please no need to get all up in my face because of an old grudge.

As I was thinking and holding myself back from just about starting another fight which might cause me to get kicked out, a girl walked in the class and she was obviously a teacher. "Hello class I'm Ms. Avery and we have a new student today." said a woman looking to be in her early twenties, she was very pretty, Hopefully not one of those teachers who picked on students. "Ms. Petrova if you please" she was beaming at me like she had done me a favor.

'Ok Emilia breath' I reminded myself, trying to ignore the judgmental eyes staring at me. After a minute I realized something, since when the hell did I ever care.

So I walked up the front with as much confidence as a nerd should have. "Hello, I'm Emilia Petrova. I'm new here and I don't have much friends." I was speaking with a insecure look on my face and a small smile until someone threw a paper ball at me. "please be nice to me." I whimpered, and everyone laughed, wow this is cliché, everybody should pick on the new nerdy kid. Honestly will teenagers ever stop. Plus if I didn't have to act right now then I probably would've ripped their throats out by now. Okay so maybe that was an exaggeration but I would gladly dig up their past and socially humiliate them and then I would rip their throats out with an angelic smile on my face. Or you know just beat them in a fight whichever works for me.