After the whole photo embarrassment thingy, I called my mom and she came and picked me up early. I love my mom. She can be pushy sometimes but she's always there for me. She's the real MVP.
"Do you want me to kick her ass?" my mother asked while keeping her eyes glued to the road. I laughed at her silly question.
"No, mom. I'm okay."
Something was different about my mother...
"You got your lip pierced?!" I shrieked.
Mom smiled. "You like?"
Was she fucking serious? "No, mom. What the hell? I get bullied enough. My mother can't be cooler than me."
"Then get yours pierced", she suggested.
I scrunched my nose. "You know how much I hate pain."
"Well, I don't know what to tell you, sweetheart. I'm keeping the piercing."
I sighed. "I'm cool with the piercing, I guess. Just don't go crazy and wear crop tops and stuff."
My mom laughed. "Your father does say I have the body of Kim Kardazian."
"Kardashian, mom."
"Whatever."
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"Oh my God! I tried calling you but you wouldn't pick up!" yelled Rachel as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She was wearing a shirt that said: On Wednesdays We Wear Pink.
I know that line. It's from Mean Girls. We have our own Regina George at Jurisdiction High. Her name is Brielle.
"Yeah, well, I was sorta busy", I lied.
I totally stayed home and watched the Avengers until my father ordered me to go to work with him. I think he hates superhero movies. Why do I think that?
For starters, he bought the Twilight series and gave it to me for my birthday. Like a week before, I explained to him my hate for those types of movies. I'd rather cut my toes off and try to dance than watch Bella decide between Jacob and Edward.
Also, he bought 50 romance novels when I told him I wanted to go to a Comic Convention. He said I should "try new things" in a cold voice. Burr.
"So, what do you want to do today?" she asked.
"I want to hang out her and cry", I said as I took a seat in my chair.
"What's wrong with her? She looks like her dog was shot five times", Bryan joked as he swung one of his on Rachel's neck.
I literally growled at him.
"Brielle, the biggest bitch on Earth, blew up a picture of Natalie kissing the school's quarterback's picture and showed it to the whole school", Rachel explained.
Bryan frowned. "Oh. I'm so sorry, Natalie. What are you going to do?"
I rubbed my forehead.
What am I going to do? I can't stay home forever. I would go mad! I need to come up with a plan...
Plan A: Kill her.
Just kidding.
Plan A: Dump buckets of spaghetti on her when she walks through the hallway.
I can't bring buckets of spaghetti to school. That's too suspicious.
Plan B: Make out with her boyfriend.
I'll seem like a hoe.
Plan C: Get Dean to like you and then make her wear the most hideous outfit on Earth and then leak it to the press.
Bingo! Everyone wants to know what's going on in my life as a famous director's daughter. Why not show them who has been bullying me?
"I know exactly what I'm going to do", I said with an evil grin. A handsome guy walking by caught my attention. "Hey, Dean. I have to talk to you."
I hopped out of my chair and sprinted to him.
"Loving the Hulk shirt", said Dean, giving it a thumbs up. I couldn't tell if he was kidding or being totally serious.
I giggled. Is that how you flirt? "You're so funny, Dean."
Dean looked to his left and then back at me. "Are you okay?"
I shook my head. What was I thinking? I can't be completely opposite of me without being suspicious! "I'm fine. A blonde spirit took over me. I'm back."
Dean laughed. "There's the Natalie I know."
"So, where's Suzy?" I asked looking around.
Dean sighed. "She's getting her eyebrows waxed."
I smiled. "Oh. I was wondering if you two wanted to go to the movies tonight with me, Rachel and Bryan?"
"I can but Suzy has vocal lessons", Dean said.
My smile turned into a devilish one. "That's too bad. Tell her I said I wish she could make it."
Dean shrugged. "Sure. I have to go but I'll see you later, alligator."
I lightly pushed his shoulder which caused him to laugh. "My grandfather wants his goodbye line back."
Dean winked and headed to the lunch area. I walked over to Bryan and Rachel who were whispering in each other's ears.
"The plan is now in motion", I said as I plopped my butt back in my seat. Bryan and Rachel looked at each other and back at me.
I closed my eyes and replayed my conversation with Dean. I really need to work on my flirting skills.
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"I'm watching a movie I'm not in. That's a first", said Bryan who was wearing black sunglasses indoors. The only thing bigger than his mouth is his humongous ego.
"Yay, I don't have to see your ugly face and bad acting for two hours", I joked. Bryan stuck his tongue out at me. I shook my head.
Immature bastard.
"Well, I wish we were watching a movie with you in it", Rachel said.
"Thank you honey." Bryan put his disgusting lips on Rachel's.
Ew.
"You two give me stomachaches" I muttered.
"What was that, single?" Bryan asked in a sarcastic tone. I glared at him.
"Who's next?" asked the ticket guy. I walked up to the booth. The ticket guy was hot. His hair was dark and messy. He had tattoes on his arms and his neck. A gauge in both of his ears. I was having an orgasim by just looking at him.
"Can I get three tickets to see The Fault in Our Stars?" I asked.
"That'll be $33.85", he said as he rung it up. I gave my Platinum card and took my tickets. He swiped and then handed it back to me. "Enjoy the movie, beautiful."
I smiled and walked back to the gross couple.
"Hey guys!" yelled a voice. All three of us watched as a couple walked towards us. My jaw dropped. "Natalie, thanks for the movie invite."
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A/N
I know TFIOS is old but I couldn't think of a chick flick.
Natalie hates chick flicks, but let's see if you can figure out why she chose one to watch for the night out.
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The Nerd Diaries
Teen FictionA town girl tries to fit in with the school's popular crowd but is classified as a nerd. She gets good grades, stays home on Friday nights, and never drank or did drugs. That all changes when she is determined to become the most popular girl at Juri...