The Geeky Girl

A night in school

It's been a week since Mason and I became actual friends again. I gave him another chance. Just one last chance. Even though he and I are friends, he still want people to know that I am his. Again, I am not anybody's.

I walked pass each student at the hall as I tried to get to my business class. After this class, we have a meeting for Bridget's sewing club's fashion show. Mason signed up to be one of the guys to model a suit. I think it was gay, though. Guys should model under garments. It's really hot. Modeling a suit is lame. Why? Because I don't see much skin.

Okay, I'm just kidding. But I was serious about modeling a suit is lame. I think all suit and tuxedos are basically the same except the color. Anyways, that's only my opinion and I don't understand men's clothing.

"Well, look who it is." I bumped into someone. I fixed my glasses that was sliding down my nose. "If it isn't Miss Slutty pants.." Lindsey said to me as she looked down on me. We were about the same height except she was wearing 8 inches high heels today.

"Leave me alone, Lindsey. I got to get to class." I said to her and tried to walk pass her and her clique of clowns. They seriously put too much make-up.

"Hold up. I'm not done talking to you." She grabs my arm and pulls me back. "Just admit it. We all know that you're just playing Mason. Just leave him alone. If you don't have any intention of being a right girlfriend, then break up with him."

"For fuck sake, Lindsey! How many times do I have to say leave us alone. Leave her alone!" I heard a husky voice say from behind Lindsey and her clique. She turns around and Mason was revealed.

"Mason, I'm just talking to her. I'm just telling her to leave you alone if she is just going to play you." Lindsey complained.

"And you're insulting her. Lindsey, this is going to be your last chance. If you ever talk to her or even mess with her, I will do what I will have to do." he warned. Lindsey and her crew turned around and walked pass me, hitting both of my shoulders with theirs, intentionally.

"Are you alright?" he quickly walks to me and cups my cheeks.

"Mason, I can take care of myself. I could of handle her. I didn't need your help. You got to stop treating me like I am a baby." I whined and tried to walk pass him so I can go to my class.

"But you're my baby." he spun me around by pulling my arm and making my hands land on his chest. "I will do anything to keep you safe." I rolled my eyes and tried to get his grip off my waist so I can go to class. "I'll see you in the meeting, then." He hollers. I threw a thumbs up in the air to let him know that I heard him from the crowded hall.

"Ms. Crawford, I am surprise I beat you first in my class, today. What got you?" Ms. Jamison grinned. I raised a brow. "Oh, no need to answer. I know."

Ms. Jamison is a cool teacher. It seems like she knows what she is doing aside from my chemistry teacher. One day when I get my noble prize, I won't forget to mention her and thank her in helping me. But I would never get a Nobel prize, though. That's the sad part.

The classroom was soon flooded by students and all the empty seats were now occupied. We started class just minutes before the principal barged in the room.

"Good morning, students. Just a quick announcement. If you're interested in signing up for a program we have this year, please sign up at the front office. It will be a great opportunity for you all to explore the industries of the world." he says.

A student raised her hand. "What exactly is the program about?" she asked.

"Well! students who gets chosen will get a chance to fly to cities in the states and have a field trip in companies and industries to understand more of how the business actually works." once he finished the whole class abrupt in rage. Everyone running from their seat and out the door. I guess everyone was interested.