The Diary of a Nerd

Chapter 20

RECAP

- Shannon told East High that Troy and Gabriella were having sex because she found Gabi's bra in Troy's room, which Gabriella still does not have back

- Chad and Taylor are at the school dance

- Gabriella decided to go to dinner with Troy instead of going to the dance with Devin

-Troy took Gabriella out to play basketball and then to dinner, where he received a call from Chad and left the table

-Troy returned to the table with an odd expression on his face

And on to the LONG awaited chapter!

Friday, October 9, 2007. My Bedroom, 11:34 AM.

Well, my 'date night' with Troy is over. If you would call it that anyway, considering nothinghappened. Troy and I are still where we were earlier today, just plain old friends . . . that almost kissed twice. This is just more proof that my life isn't a romantic comedy, because if it were, Troy and I would already be kissing to some really good soundtrack. Instead I'm stuck in my room, listening to some stupid song on the radio that has no meaning whatsoever.

Seriously. The chorus is like, Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goooooooodbye . . .

Oh, my gosh, I think it's finally over. Ha! The announcer just said the song was called 'Hello'. Whoever wrote that song needs some hardcore lyric-writing classes. Honestly.

Wait, where was I? Oh, right, my horror movie life. You know, if someone were to write a song about my life, it would be the most depressing thing to ever hit the charts. Actually, it would be so bad that it would never even make the charts . . . Unless the Jonas Brothers were singing it. All their songs seem to fly on up there. But I doubt Disney would let them sing a song that revolves around a nerdy girl with a non-existent father, a workaholic mother, and a boring diary. That and I'd have a huge amount of fan girls trying to kill me because the guy they're going to 'marry' sang a song about me.

Besides, it's not like Shannon doesn't already want to murder me with her perfectly manicured fingernails for 'stealing her man'. No, really. She'd probably sharpen them to points or something really creepy along those lines. Which would only be pointless, because, again, Troy and I didn't do anything!

Basically, apparently Ms. Darbus showed up at the dance with the guy that kind of looks like my dad. I know, right! What ever happened to her huge emergency?

Troy got back to the table after talking to Chad and I asked him why he was wearing such a weird expression. He sat down, shoving his cell phone back into his pocket and blatantly said, "Uh, apparently Ms. Darbus is chaperoning the dance."

After my mouth hit the tablecloth, I finally managed to ask, "And you couldn't talk to Chad about that in front of me, because . . . ?"

Troy shrugged, rolling his eyes. "I had no freaking idea what the hell he was going on about because the music was so loud, so I wanted to get somewhere where I could yell at him to go outside."

Trust Chad to be the idiot standing in the middle of a crowded dance floor, shouting into a cell phone in attempts to communicate with Troy. Boys really are idiots, aren't they?

"Well, I guess Ms. Darbus' family emergency is over," I said lightly, causing Troy to snort into his drink.

He wiped his mouth with his napkin, gasping for air. "Oh, God. That was the funniest moment of my life."