Chapter 2

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I shoot up as my dad bangs on my door screaming for me to get up. I groan and roll out of bed. I put my glasses on and stroll to my closet and pick out my clothes and grab my towel.

I go to the bathroom and take a shower. I change into one of my moms long sleeve shirts and I tucked it into my jeans. I walked downstairs and the house was a mess. What the fuck did my dad do?

I washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen and half the living room and realized it's 6:45.

Shit!

I ran up the stairs and slipped on my converse threw my bag over my shoulders and ran out the door with my phone in my hand.

I quickly walked to school with 5 minutes before it starts and I walked to my first class which was Spanish.

Lucky for me I have every class with Jason Carter. That's sarcasm obviously. He's the one who started brace face, and having everyone call me nerd and people just be mean to me. Cause he's cool and everyone wants to be like him.

"Hey brace face" I hear the one and only Jason Carter say.

"Leave me alone Jason" I mumbled.

But he didn't hear me so he continued like he always does.

"Awh is she wearing her mommy or daddy's shirt" he said like a baby.

Everyone who was in the class laughed and I looked down.

"Leave me alone Jason" I said again.

"She can speak!" he cheered.

Everyone laughed at me until the teacher came and I wiped my tears as usual. 1 thing you didn't know about me. I cry easily. Any little thing that someone says mean about me I cry. That's what I hate about myself. I hate crying so easily. Especially in front of people.

Once school was over everyone was piling out and my dad was waiting out front in his old rusty truck. Also another thing you didn't know about us. We aren't rich. I guess you can say we are 'poor' even though I hate that word. Other people have it worse so I don't take things for granted just like my mom always told me. We don't like wasting our money on new cars. It's a waste of money when we could be buying food and things we actually need. We live in a small rundown house. I don't mind it, at least I have a roof over my head and food to eat. My dad works 5:30 to 10:00 then he drinks and doesn't get home till 12.

"How was school?" he asked.

The first time I heard those words in a month.

"Fine" I shrugged.

We took off as people were giving me disgusted looks. I won't hear the end of this now.

"I'm sorry but I'm going to have to drop you off and leave. The people there already know" he said.

I nodded and stared out the window.

When we got there people greeted me with that warming smile like always. I hugged my dad bye and he rushed to his car and drove away.

*an hour later*

I'm officially brace free. I have my retainer in now because I have to wear it.

I smiled. I hated braces. They were always a pain and I am no longer 'brace face' which is amazing.

I walked home and saw Jason and his friends drinking beer and smoking while hanging out.

"Great" I mumbled to myself.

I walked and looked down the whole way.

"No way is that brace face?!" Jason laughed.

Jokes on you I don't even have braces! Man I really wish I wasn't scared to talk to people.

I just ignored them and continued walking as they yelled hurtful things to me.

When I got home I wiped my eyes and cleaned the rest of the house. I was done around 7 and ate a granola bar and did my homework and studied for my test Friday. It's now Wednesday and History is my worst class so I have to study hard.

Around 10 I change into sweats and a sweatshirt. I brushed my teeth and flossed. I'm just so glad it doesn't take me 15 minutes to do that.

I put acne cream on and sang my favorite song as I waited to wash it off. I put my retainer on it's container and put it next to my tooth brush.

When I finished I read a book and finally went to bed.

*Jason's pov*

I'm currently sitting in my room covering my ears as my parents argue about who is driving the Bugatti Veyron tomorrow.

Yes calm down. I know it's a stupid reason to argue but they are stupid sometimes.

I have a sister but she moved in with her fiancé in May, since she is 24.

We live in a big house. 4 stories and has 4 bedrooms that have their own bathrooms on each floor. We have a finished basement with a pool table, flat screen Tv, air hockey table, a bar, and a popcorn machine.

We are rich I know. My parents own 2 companies. They are huge. But me. I'm just happy I'm allowed to have my Lamborghini. It's red and black.

I have many friends and I'm not that good in school but I could care less. I'm on the football team, quarter back actually.

My life is amazing. I have parents who are happily married, we have a nice house, I don't even have to work cause I get paid every month by my parents. I guess I'm spoiled but I don't care. I don't have to work.

Yeah that's pretty much it I think.

As I still continue to cover my ears I groaned and walked to the kitchen where they were arguing.

"Who cares?! We have 3 other cars you guys can drive. Stop arguing over pointless things" I groaned.

"You're right honey sorry" mom smiled.

She walked to the top floor to her and my dad's room and he followed right behind her.

Man they need to use their brains sometimes.

I go back to my room and play Fortnite because why not. It's fun.

Around 12a.m I scroll through Instagram and Snapchat.

I plug my phone in and went to bed.
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I hope you guys are enjoying this💕 2-12-18

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