Nerd Vs. Nerd; It's On! [Not To Be Continued]

01-Caution Wet Floor

      I was walking into school that day, feeling good about myself. I had my ipod turned on and my headphones plugged in. I was doing a little nerdy dance to the song I was listening to by Sleeping With Sirens and I didn't see the caution wet floor sign.

      My pink converse stepped on the wet surface and it all went down hill from there. I gave a little shriek as my butt hit the soaking wet floor. Great, Avory. Now it's going to look like you pee'd yourself.

      "Are you okay?" Liberty asked walking up to me. She was my best friend, and a nerd. I realized that all eyes were on me. I took the hand that Liberty had held out for me.

      "Hey, it takes real skill to trip on a flat surface." I tell her and she bursts out laughing, along with everyone else who heard. Liberty and I walked to homeroom together. Her thin black hair was pulled back in a pony tail as always. Her denim blue eyes were behind her chunky 'O so famous nerd glasses. No adays, everyone was wearing the fake ones, but Liberty's were real.

      "Want to help me put together the finishing touches for my porfolio?" She asked. I swear, she was addicted to that Nikon camera she carried around everywhere.

      "Why not? I mean it's not like I have a life." I muttered and Liberty shoved me playfully. I rolled my eyes.

      Our homeroom teacher was Mrs.Scott, she was also the geometery teacher and I had her again for forth period.

      "Avory Krest?" Mrs.Scott asks as she takes attendance.

      "Here." I mutter. Homeroom went by fast as always, but first period really sucked when I bumped into McKenna.

      "Watch were your going, nerd!" She snapped, smoothing out her ruffled brown-red curls. I rolled my eyes. "Don't forget your a nerd, too. Or at least now you are." I spat right back at her. It was the third month of school and in the second week of school McKenna burst in declaring she was now a nerd, why she would do that was a mystery to me. I mean, who wanted to be a nerd?

      "I am a pretty nerd." McKenna hissed through clenched teeth. "And don't you forget it!" She spun around and ran off, her hips swaying with her as she went.

      "Ugh! Barf me a river!" I say, one of my nerdy little sayings, and walk off to first period.

      "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." Or at least that's all I heard my civics teacher say in fifth period. After this I had on more class and then I would be home free. The bell wrung when I least expected it and everyone flooded out of the room. I jumped up and gathered my things and dashed into the hallway. That's were everyone stood laughing at me...

      "What?" I ask, shoving through the crowd of losers...a gasp escaped my lips as I saw it. A huge banner hanging over a row of lockers. A yellow banner with black writting-which, ironically, was out school colors-that read 'Avory Krest's diary if full of drawings of her and Peter Richards'.

      My jaw dropped. "I don't have a diary!" I protested, stomping my foot on the ground. The truth was, I really didn't have a diary. I wasn't lying to save whatever small amount of nerdy self confidence I have left.

      Shoving my way further I see a podium with a pink composition note book on it. 'Avory Krest's diary' was what was scrawled on the front. I pressed my lips in a hard line as I realized that the handwriting didn't even look like my own, but it was McKenna's.

      "McKenna!" I screech at the top of my lungs.

      I sat in seat nine on my bus, my head resting on the window as I thought about the days events. The boy sitting next to me was a freshman, who was throwing paper balls at other kids while the driver wasn't looking. I felt my face turn bright red as I thought about McKenna and what she did. It took the entire hour to convince the school that it was McKenna who had done that. And even after that there were a few who hadn't believed me. Peter Richards was one of them.

       That guy got on my nerves, thinking he was all great and mighty just because he was the most popular guy in school with his light brown hair and bright green eyes...ugh! I have to admit, he's a sight to behold, but that dosen't make him any less of a jerk-face.

      "Hey, Avory? Thinking about Peter?" One of the seniors mocked. Honestly, most of the time, I couldn't even say Peter's name right. After reading The Hunger Games, I kept wanting to call him Peeta.

      "No, actually I am not!" I barked.

      "Notice how she says 'I am' instead of 'I'm'? Only the nerds do that." The senior laughed. I think his name was Jeremy Crack. I remembered because in my head I always called him 'Crack head' for his last name.

       "I think by now everyone knows my ranking on the popularity chain, Jeremy-" I paused for a moment, deciding whether to do it or not. Yes, I think I will. "Crackhead." I finished.

      "What'd you say?" He asked angrily.

      "I said!" I say super loud. "That everyone by know knows I am a nerd, Jeremy Crackhead!"

      Everyone turns in their seats to glare at me. I feel my face grow hot for a moment and then everyone bursts out laughing at my joke, and I laugh too. Jeremy's face turns bright red and he whirls around in his seat, facing the window, so no one can see him cry.

      I felt a smirk spread on my face as that triumphant feeling inside tingled through my body. It tickled and I started to giggle.

      "What are you laughing at?" The freshman asked. My face turns red. I'd get laughed at if I told him about the tingling feeling that made me giggle.

      "What I said made me laugh." I say.

      "Oh..." He muttered, sounding stupid. I punched him playfully in the shoulder and when he looked at me, I did a couple of goofy fist pumps in the air and he started laughing.

      I rolled my eyes. It only took so much to make a boy laugh. If only McKenna could see things my way.

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     My sister, Jewel, laughed as I tolled her and Dad about my day. Dad didn't seem to think it was very funny though. Dad was super popular in school and he wanted his daughter to be too. At least Jewel was.

      "Do you need me to call the principal and have him straighten things out?" Dad asked as he swallowed a mouthful of macaroni and cheese. I gave a little gasp, that was the last thing I needed.

      "No! I-uh mean, no. I don't need it, I can handle it myself. Plus, if you really want me to be popular, you wouldn't be helping by doing that." I say, not that I cared whether I would ever be popular, but Dad did. I dug my spoon into my macaroni and cheese and took a bite. Yum, I thought.

       "All right...but let me know if this McKenna does anything else." He said.

       "She won't." I say, and I meant it. If I had anything to do with it, McKenna Tylers would never mess with me, or any other nerd, again.

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