His Rebellious Nerd

Never Trigger Male Ego

Dedicated to ChelseaVine

The bell rings indicating that now is my time to die.

Don't forget about my funeral dress code.

I quickly shove my book in my backpack to escape the wrath of Chloe and get to the cafeteria in one piece.

I also need to ask Cayden when we can meet up for the project but that bastard is already walking out of the class.

I quickly throw my stuffs in my backpack and race after him.

He is a few feet away from me, ambling in the corridors while every females are having hots for him.

"Cayden!" i yell as jogtrot towards him.

I don't know if he does not hear me or of he is ignoring me on purpose because he does not turn around.

"CAYDEN!!!" I should louder and this time all the heads in the corridors whips in my direction.

Uh oh.

So that's how they see it.
A sexy greek God walking in slow motion along the corridors and an geek running after him.

Huh.

I do not realise that Cayden had stopped in his tracks and already turned around and by the time I process what is happening, my legs cannot come to a halt and run straight into his chest. Brick wall chest.

Don't say it
Don't say it
Don't say it

"Ouch" Welp i ended up saying it while rubbing my forehead.

I think i got a crane damage.
Wait that means that my brain will be kaput.
And I will turn to a dopey bovine glaikit.
That means third-rate grades and lamentable job.
Meagre salary and
NO ABUNDANT FOOD.

Well congratulations fucker! you just ruined my dreams.

"Pfew, You just made me run a marathon!" i say sweeping the imaginary sweat from my forehead.

"The class is like 3 feet away" he chuckles looking down at me.

"So... We should probably figure out a time to work on this project" i say stiffly.

"I don't care. I'll find you when i feel like it." he says turning around to walk away.

He did not just say that!

I grab his shoulder and turn him around.

"Listen there is no way I'm gonna fail this project because of your lazy ass. I take my grades seriously!" i scoff.

"Now Miss grumpy what do we normally say at the end of a sentence when we want someone to do something for us?" he says in a playful tone as if adressing to a child.

Is he serious?
I am doing him a favor by working with him. His thick as two short planks brain will get him nowhere while My whip-smart brain will get us both marks.
I'm sharing my wisdom here and that jerk thinks he is doing a favour for me. Huh, he can kiss my ass.

I mentally show him my middle finger but put on the good girl facade. I need to get those marks at any cost and I'll try being nice to him.

Note the keyword - TRY

"Errr.... Puh-lease?" i say drily while rolling my eyes.

"What? I did not hear that" he gives me his dimpled smirk. That devil.

'Go fuck yourself' i mutter underneath my breath.

"What was that?" he says steping closer and looking down at me locking his green gaze with my brown ones. I gulp.