When You Have A Life Crisis But You're Just a Lonely Nerd (Hosie AU)

This Is Just Great

"Wake up, sleepyhead!"

Fuck. My head hurts like a bitch. It takes a couple minutes, but I finally roll over on my bed and check my phone. It reads 7:30 AM.

"Oh shoot! Mom, why didn't you wake me up earlier?!"

"I don't know. I thought you were already awake, Hope. Sorry." That was a lot of sarcasm for this early in the morning. My mom sure has a lot of sass in the wrong moments. Shit, I should get ready now. School starts at 8:00!

Sometimes, I wish I wasn't such a good student. If that were the case, I would just skip the first half of the day. Unfortunately, my 4.0 GPA doesn't allow me any days off.

I rush through my morning routine quickly, and I forgo my usual Spotify playlist. To my extreme dislike, I'm also going to skip my usual breakfast of toast and bacon. I can already tell this day is gonna suck ass.

After a quick car ride, I walk into my high school, Mystic Falls High, and practically sprint to class. When I reach the first class of the day, French I, I'm sure everyone in the class hears me plop down in my seat just as the tardy bell rang.

"Alright, class. Take out your binders. We're going to being doing a culture unit today. This unit's country is Canada." I don't have any problems with Mrs. Hermann, but I do have a hatred towards studying French culture. Sleep usually overpowered me during these lectures.

"Blah. Blah blah blah. Blah..." And that's how most of the class goes today. Until I hear something unusual.

"So, those are the requirements for our final project this unit over culture, and this will be 20% of your final grade." Oh, fuck. I knew I should have payed attention earlier.

"And for this project, your partner will be your tablemate." I look to my left and see something that brings fear to my fragile heart. Josie Saltzman.

I don't have any problems with Josie. She's a really nice girl and all, but she kind of scares me. I'm not a villain, ok? It's just that I'm not the type of girl to dedicate my time to people who don't deserve it. This world has stupid people, and I don't associate with them.

If there were a competition for the most generous, kind, and giving person, you can bet your ass Josie Saltzman would take home the winning prize. I've seen her volunteer at our local homeless shelter ever other day for the entire past year. She's literally perfect. And stunning. And gorgeous. And did I mention stunning?

Ok, I'm slightly getting off track here. Anyways, she's just intimidating to me. I would never measure up to her level of perfection.

"Did you get that?"

Oh fuck. She's actually talking to me now. And I've probably just been staring this whole time.

"Yeah, I think so." Hopefully she didn't notice my daydreaming.

"Okay, then. We should totally meet up at my house later. To, you know, go over a game plan." The bell rings after her request, and I find myself gathering up my stuff quickly.

"Sure, Josie. I'll meet you at your house at 5?"

"Okay, cool."

"See ya later." I'm fumbling around trying to get my crap together and leave the classroom quickly when I hear her unexpected reply.

"Don't you need my address?" My cheeks flush with embarrassment as I turn around to face her. How could I be so clueless today?

"Totally, duh!" I slap my forehead like an idiot. Way to go, Hope. When she finally gives me her address, I practically speed away due to my flustered state. I can feel her eyes on me the whole way out of the classroom.