The Nerd with the Dangerous Secret

T h r e e

Last period went by fairly quickly and soon the bell rang and I was out of that classroom faster than lightening, and across the quad and at my locker in a matter of seconds heaving my bag out of my locker I sling it over my shoulder before slamming my locker shut

"And look who we have here Little Miss. Perfect" A high pitched voice cackled and I spun around to see Stephanie, one of the populars here at Keaton who stills thinks I'm a nerd  and shy even though the evidence that I'm not is practically jumping up and down and waving a red flag which says on 'Bitch please, I'm not an actually nerd' --oh wait it is only Mason that knows I'm not an actually nerd and what I do

I roll my eyes which makes a gasp fall from her perfectly glossed lips and she takes a step forward towards me in a supposedly threanting manor although it looks like she is a monkey trying to walk for the first time and leans in real close like to my face so i can see what she had for lunch

"What did you just do nerd?" She asks her whiny voice lowering a few octaves so it is only me that can hear her I want to just roll my eyes and storm out of the school but since I had to keep up my nerd facade I just couldnt do that could I? 

So instead I rearranged my facial features to try and make them look terrified and like I was weak and hid my balling fists behind my back so nobody could see how tempted I was to smash her million dollar cake face in 

"N-nothing," I fake stutter hoping she wont pick up on the slight amusement in my tone as she leans back away from me satisfaction written upon her features as she 'succesfully' sends another nerd running for the hills

With a click of her long manicured fingers she spins around leaving her red hair to whip me across the face and as she walks away her minions scampering after her like dogs tied to a lead I cant help but breath a sigh of relief I had made it through another day without anyone finding out my secret or the fact that I was a streetfighter

Out of thee corner of my eye I can see Mason's disapproving eyes lingering on me and I walk up to him and then continue to walk down the corridor with a smile plastered on my face knowing he is following me 

I scour the parking lot for the stark black car of Masons and when I find it I walk to it and climb in slipping the seatbelt across my lap and wait for Mason to join me. Soon enough he does with a scowl still engraved into his feature he starts the car nd drives for a bit silently

"What?" I snap knowing if I don't ask this, he wont tell me

"You need to stop acting like this?" He huffs out after a moment of more silence and that made me angry how could he say that he knew that I needed to act like that for a reason -- it was and is to protect him too, we came up with me acting like a nerd as it was the safest option since I was generally quite quiet anyway and got good grades

"I need to stop acting like this" I mock him glaring at him through the narrowed slits in my eyes "Did you really just say that to me? Because I could have sworn that you did but the Mason I know knows why I have to act like that or did he forget that it was to protect us and our little secret?"

"I know, I know why you need to do I just dont like you doing it and I dont like you sneaking out in the middle of the night to an abandoned shop or whatever and fighting then coming to mine in the morning asking to borry mom's makeup because a black eye" He says hi knuckles turning white because of how hard he was gripping the stearing wheel

My anger flares from here all I see is red "You know why i streetfight its so we have money because I seem to remember you trying to get a job but nobody would hire you because of your permant record and when you suggested to your parents that you do streetfighting we all know how that went down, you know just drop me off here!" I shout unbuckling the belt and opening the door

"What the fuck are you doing Connors are you trying to get yourself killed!" His  voice level matched my own and he glanced over to me his eyes narrowed into slits and his mouth twitched at the corners

"That would be better than listening to you" I scream over him punching the dashboard in anger, see what I mean we cant even be in the car for five minutes now without arguing and having a screaming match with one another

"Okay, okay I know you have to streetfight just damnit Macy get back in the car before you do actually get yourself killed" He warns me slightly calmer now seen as his voice has dropped to a normal level

"Thank you" I tell him sarcastically swinging the car door closed and folding my arms over my chest my hair whipped over my face since the door was tenically open when the car was moving. . .I can be very stubborn 

"Are you coming to mine?" He asks me after a few mintes allowing us time to both calm down, i nod my head and a small smile plays on his lips as he pulls into the driveway of his home

The car engine dies and I get out throwing my bag back over my shoulder before walking to the door and waiting for Mason to insert the key, the door pushes open and as soon as we are inside I hear footsteps coming to meet us 

"Mommy, daddy" The toddler squeals when she sees us