Miss Popular and the Nerd

Ch. 22 Love/hate

Chapter 22

Love/hate

Nessi POV  

Flashback Beginning Vanessa aged 13  

I look into the mirror. I don't even recognise myself anymore. I look weird. I really do look different with blonde hair. I'll have to get used to it. Quickly. Today is the first day as the new me. I hope noody knows who I am so I can start over. No responsibilities and no problems. I am really nervous. I'll have to find new friends quickly. Before I had Jace and all our friends. It will be hard for me to be separated from them so aburptly but there is nothing I can do about it now. If I don't find friends now, I'll miss my opportunity for a life-time. I can't do this. This isn't me! I can't pull this act off. I am a good actress but not that good! I will have to pretend to be somebody who I am not and it is already killing me. Maybe I should have stayed with mum. But now it is already to late. The decision has been made. I had a total makeover and I don't even recognize myself anymore. Which means the others won't recognize me at all at least I hope so. I hope nobody asks embarrassing questions about me about the divorce and other things. But if they don't recognise me, they won't ask questions. It is amazing how a different hair colour and a different family name can separate you from everything known and change you into something totally different. I grab my bag and I am still a little startled by my looks. I just hope nobody recognizes me. I walk out of my villa and see my dads girlfriend sitting in the car.

"Want a ride?" she asks in her shrieky voice. She is one of the disadvantages of me staying with my dad. The fact that I have to stay with her until I graduate makes me nauseous. Everything about her is annoying. The fact that she chose look sover books is ridicolous. Then she tries to show off every possible inch of her skin so she can make my dad drool and blind him of seeing the fact that she is only with him for sex and money. Such a bitch. 

"Uh. Duh." I say as disrespectful as I can. Ugh... I hate that bitch. So dumb. Body of a playboy, brain of a bunny. That eqauls the perfect playboy bunny. My dad deserves way better. She is probably a gold digger. Just waiting for something to happen with my dad. I hate her.

"I will talk to your father when he gets back." she says in a posh tone. Wow. Is that supposed to scare me or something? Because it is not. She thinks she gets to command me around. WEll, reality check. No. I hate the fact that my dad is always on business trips and that I am always alon with her.

"No. You will fuck my father when he gets back" I say and get into the back seat of her Lamborghini. I slam the door shut as loud as I can just to annoy her.

She also gets in and says "Be careful with my baby!" I thought only men had car babies. Well, I guess I was wrong. But then again, Cheyenne is one of a kind.

"Your baby? That poor thing!“ I say waiting for her to understand the comment. I count down 5, 4, 3,2...  

"Why? OH..” she replies with a grumpy face. Wow! Even one second faster than I thought it would take her to understand a simple joke like that! Respect! Maybe she did get smarter. But I would rather not get my hopes up.

The ride to school stays eventless. I get out of the car and slam the door. Again. I go inside and just feel awkward. Suddenly to my suprise this girl, named Hannah, comes up to me and says “Hey! Are you new? I've never seen you before.” Before I can answer she grabs my wrist and pulls me to her friends. Correction friend. That's the new girl. Angelina. Tsk. Name already tells me everything. Probably a bitch and she doesn't even look like Angelina Jolie. Disgrace to the name is all I can say.

“Hey!” I say trying to sound nice. Nobody has recognised my yet. Thank god!

“Hi” she replies while tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. She is probably going to get in the way of my plan. So another reason to be nice to her. We head for class and I can only think about how easy it was to find new friends. Good luck for me, I guess!  

4 weeks later  

Hannah and I have become besties. She is just an amazing person. Everything about her is flawless. Her style, her hair, just everything. She really makes me happy. Every time I am with her it just fills me with happiness. Even when I am not in school I think about her. The way she smiles at my ridiculous jokes, the way she saunters across the hallway, the way she looks at me. I just can't get her out of my head. But that is not a problem for me because that makes me happy. What makes her happy, makes me happy. She is just so beautiful. Her wavy blond hair, her green eyes that makeyou think she is staring into your soul, her shining smile. She is wonderful. She makes me happy.  

Flashback end

I always think about the past. The time I met Hannah and the time span until now. How we both changed and what has happened in that time. I actually never hated Hannah. Don't get me wrong I still don't. It is breaking my heart to pretend that I don't like her. My feelings toward her are so strong that I can't hide them anymore. Before she slept with Matt I thought he was just this silly crush and that she would get over him. But ever since she just acts weird around him and me. She always talks about him and swoons. I must say I am jealous. A lot. How dare he steal her away from me. She was mine. Only mine. The first time I saw Hannah I knew we would become friends. We had so much in common. We were blonde and nice to eachother. There was no doubt we became best friends. At all those sleep overs we had, laying so close side by side, I had to supress the urge of just kissing her and making her mine. The times when we held hands. She thought it was a friendly gesture, I felt electricity running down my veins and into my fingertips. She just makes me feel special. And wanted. But the worst thing is that she doesn't know about me and my feelings concerning her. She probably thought all the time I was hugging her or gave her a kiss on the cheek was just friendly stuff. But to me it was laways more. And when we meet that hello kiss. Just a little kiss makes my day. I can't concentrate anymore. I can only think about her. She is just  my everything. Without her I probably wouldn't survive. Hannah is the only good thing that came out of the divorce and my makeover. I found my true love. My one and only. In her.

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