Talk Nerdy To Me

Chapter 6

"I am such an ass." I muttered shamefully.

"No kidding." Keri said, putting the ice pack on her ribs, wincing a little.

"If it helps I'm only what my name is." I tried to joke but all I got from Keri was a glare. "I'm sorry" I mumbled to her.

"For what? The lame joke or nearly breaking my ribs?" Keri asked. "Both. Well really the ribs thing, I thought my joke was pretty good." After I saw Keri glare at me again I decided to just say sorry once more.

"You know someth-" I was cut off by Keri's face being inches from mine with her eyes searching every inch of my face. I know it sounds ridiculous but my breath caught a little, what was with her purple eyes and how they made me feel guilty and happy all the time. Guilty like I felt bad for ever judging anyone or making someone cry (it happened once or twice before) and wanted to apologize and give them a hug. Happy like I could stare at them for the rest of my life.

Snap out of it Thomass you still haven't found out why she's right THERE. I suddenly felt her breath tickle my face and I looked at her eyes and said, "Whatcha doin Keri?"
"I'm about to do something you aren't gonna like." And then she slapped me so hard I fell off of the couch.

How did I end up here again? Oh yeah it all started after I called her KerBear.

*4 hours earlier*

After I called her KerBear, she immediately walked out of the room to leave me wondering what I'd done wrong. Then a bell signaled lunch -12 already? - And I didn't think about it until after lunch.

The lunch room was like no other restaurant or cafeteria I had ever been in. It offered so many types of foods, southern-style, Italian, Indian, Chinese,  they even had a medieval times food booth (called Ye Olde Create It) . All you did was go up to the booth you wanted type in the food you were hungry for on the computer screens (as long as it was in the booths range) and after you chose a drink and desert and sat down, your meal would appear in front of you on the table from small tubes that ran under the floors. To pay, you just had to set up a small account that you put money on and as you ordered the screen touch sensors would read your fingerprints and charge you. Meals were $6.00 and it was all you could eat.

It was safe to say I was distracted from the Keri thing for a good reason and for a long time. I ate three turkey legs for the price of two with a bowl of queso. I was in heaven.

After I had lunch with Ricky and some of the other interns, the bell rang again and we all went back to work. And by work I mean everyone but Keri-who had strangely disappeared- was in the virtual room playing laser tag. And I mean really intense laser tag with a small burning pain on your body wherever you got shot at as well as a huge prize if your team won. The prize was the brand new Create-It Co gaming system called the ZTronX or as we called it ZTX. It was the ultimate gaming system; it allowed you to play any video game from any gaming system as long as you had the disc. ZTX also provided a way to watch all the newest movies in theaters in your house, as long as you paid the $8.00 fee each time (I believe this was accomplished through Keri) as well as buy any DVD you wanted and upload ones you had already bought before.

I heard they were considering adding a "Date Time" mode to the system so whenever the gamer was playing and was texting  his or her date on the phone, the game would automatically pause, allow you to respond and then resume without messing you up.

This laser tag game was everything to me and I wanted to win it so bad. I nearly did too; it was down to me and another guy Damien who was a pro at laser tag. Little did he know I had a secret weapon. I was in my hiding position and was about to spring when I was approached by a dark figure not wearing any laser tag gear.

"KerBear!!!!????" Keri shouted at me, giving away my hiding spot. I then felt a small searing pain on my right shoulder and knew it was over.

Kevin ran out of the now lit virtual room cheering as he held his gun over his head. Lucky son of a-
"KerBear??!!" She shouted again.

"Yes, jeez shut up already." I snapped at her as I began to walk out of the virtual room, taking off my gear.

"Why? Just why?" She snapped as she caught back up to me in the hallway that connected to our department.

"I don't know maybe because it rhymed or maybe because you are like a bear, all fatted up for the winter"

I should have shot myself with a laser tag gun right then. Why, oh why did I have to open my big opinionated mouth?  I should have thrown myself into a sharp corner because Keri's expression killed me in a slow painful kind of way.

"We'll if that's how you feel then fine." Keri said silently, tear pricking her eyes.

What is wrong with this girl? I just met her.

"That's not how I feel." I said, trying to get her to chill out as we entered our desk area.

"Then why the hell KerBear?" Keri still persistent, yelled.

"Like I said, it rhymes." I said, reclining in my desk chair and closing my eyes.

I heard a grunt followed by footsteps and then a concluding slamming of the door.