Loser like Me

Chapter 4 - I'm bringing sexy back

Emma was the mastermind behind all of my style. Well, not all, but she did have a lot to do with my fashion though. If I didn't have Emma then I don't know where I'd be. Probably shopping at Thrift shops like Macklemore or it could be worse.

"Emma, why are you doing this to me?" I stared at the outfit I had bought the other day.

"Tori, if you don't shut up, I will dye your hair blue and right smurfette on your forehead!" She said turning on the curling iron and pointing for me to sit in a chair. I sighed. After an hour of hair curling and a natural makeup application, I was D.O.N.E.

I followed Emma down the stairs and into the kitchen. My Dad was walking past us when he glanced up from the newspaper he was holding and gaped at me.

"Who are you and what have you done to my little girl?" I laughed and hugged him.

"I'm trying a new... Look." I said confidently.

He smiled then raised an eyebrow at Emma, "Did you have something to do with this?" Emma grinned, "Help, only from the best!" I told my dad bye and grabbed my phone off the counter. 

"Be careful and have fun!" Mom said as Emma closed the front door.

We were going to a, well our school, football game. Emma always pulled me along to them. I didn't have an interest in watching a bunch of teenage guys rolling around together. Adding on to that, the cheerleaders made the most horrendous sound! I'm surprised they haven't gotten mauled by a squirrel yet.

I'm the type of girl to have my nose in a book every chance I get and watch cartoons like spongebob and Tom & Jerry. The captain of the book club and Win every Science fair, that's me.

The only social life I have is with my stuffed animals and well, the beta club if that counts.

When we reached the school, I followed Emma up the bleachers and sat in between her and a fat guy who had his belly painted. Ewe.

A few agonizing moments later the game started and I heard the crowd chanting 'Kenton', as in Ash Kenton. I gagged and mentally vomited.

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It was half time and I told Emma that I was going to get a drink from the food stand. I made it to the bottom of the steps and was walking past all our players when some grabbed my shoulder.

I was pulled back and I looked at what person had the stupidity to touch me. Ash.

"Am I seeing a mirage or are you just..." He searched for a word to label me as he scratched the back of his neck.

"Sexy?" Chase finished as he threw an arm around his best friend. Ash smirked but frowned as Courtney came over. "Babe your doing great," She noticed me standing in front of him and raised an eyebrow at my attire, "What? So, your going from school genius to school slut, huh?"

I clenched my fist and huffed, "The only slut I see is the one standing in front of me. 1. Her breast are hanging out her shirt like coconuts ready to drop. 2. Her makeup looks like my birthday cake. And 3. You need Rosetta stone to speak her language: Slut."

After proving my point leaving the three pops standing there in shock, I proceeded to the food stand then back to my seat. Why does school have to be a pain in the ass? Once I was back at my seat, Emma gave me a questioning look.

" Sorry, I had to tend to some business."

She smirked, "With Ash?" I felt my ears get hot. "Uh No"

"Liar"

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. I had writers block and this is as best as I could do at the moment. :(