The Nerd Girl Is a Street Dancer

Chapter 15

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~Ellie

"Oh god Tristan I really don't know if i can do this" I said nervously as we sat in his car in front of the school.

So turns out that Tristan had an idea that I was Lil' Zalea but wasn't sure.

When I told him, he said he pretty much knew but was glad that I told him sooner or later instead of him having to ask for himself and putting me on spot.

"Yes you can, we will both walk in their with our heads held up high, and I will be standing by you each step of the way" he replied giving me his heart melting sincere smiles.

I was currently in my usual attire, which consisted of baggy jeans, loose t-shirt with a baggy cardigan and my big fake nerd glasses that covers more than have of my face, and my hair up in a neatly tight bun.

"I think we should just go our separate ways" I whispered to him.

Glancing up at him I saw a flash of hurt in his, "not that I wouldn't wanna be with you it's just that- i-I wouldn't want to ruin your image" I quickly added.

He was staring at me as if observing me, "I honestly don't care what they think, as long as you stay with me and I stay with you it'll be fine" he said while grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers together.

I let out a sigh of defeat.

"Fine, let's get this over with" I answered and too soon Tristan and I both stepped out of his car.

And immediately whispers started buzzing around like wild fire.

I kept getting deathly glares from many girls which honestly pissed me off, but me being the "nerd" I just sunk into Tristan's side even deeper.

Tristan wrapped his arm around my shoulder and leaned down.

"Ignore them, while they have no life, here you are having a double life" he whispered in my ear sending pleasurable shivers down my back as I smiled at his comment.

Letting out a sigh we walked into the school and went to my locker.

With Tristan by my side I opened my locker to only be bombarded with pictures of me from last week, condoms, pregnancy tests, and notes about me being a slut and a whore.

Stepping back I started to breath in and out trying to calm myself down.

This isn't good.

I felt hurt, god I felt like such a pussy.

"Ellie why don't we just put your stuff into my locker" Tristan suggested.

Shakily closing my locker, I nodded robotically.

"Okay" I whispered.

But I didn't move. I stood their looking at all the items infront of me.

Why the hell did I accept to tutor this douche bag.

Good pay. thats it.

But now I think it might be best to just stay away as far as possible from him.

I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders and turn me away from my locker as we walked down towards Tristan's locker.

"You know what I think" I suddenly hear Tristan speak.

"What" I replied.

"That you should walk into this school like you go to practice, in your regular attire, not in this" he said pointing out my nerd outfit.