His Rebellious Nerd

A Rebellious Nerd

I feel badass.

I yank the door open and step out of the car, swinging my backpack on one shoulder in slow motion.

I imagined myself getting out of the car with people halting dead in their tracks with boys lowering their glasses to check me out while i would kick the hell out of the Jelly bitches.

Reality check...

Nobody gave a fuck. Not even the slighest one.
So much for feeling badassy.

But what was I even thinking in that knucklehead of mine, life isn't a movie. I should have known that life always backfires my cannon balls and thwacks them straight on my face until It knocks me down along with my non-existent dignity. Huh.

I slam the car door shut loudly in discontentment, cursing my pathetic life but immediately regret it.

Uh oh. Wrong move.

Every head whips in my direction and I feel every pairs of eyes glued on me.To be precise it felt a lot like I was being eye-raped!

At that point my badassness faded away making me feel utterly self-conscious.

I mentally facepalm myself.

Oh dear God! what have i put myself into!

Come at me aliens! I want to be sucked up into space. Oh i can't bear this cruel world anymore!

I feel like everybody is scrutinizing every inch of me or more specifically my legs on display and I constantly try to pull down my shorts, fidgeting uncomfortably until I waddle out of the parking lot flashing everyone an small embarrassing smile.

As soon as my heels clicks and echoes along the hallway, I became the centre of attention. Or attraction. I straighten up and hold my head up high as if my dignity has not been shattered into pieces a few moments ago and try my best to sway my hips like a ship on the sea on a Storm night, just like mom advised me to.

The buzz in the hallway died, with everyone starring at anything but me.
Wait me?
I glance behind my shoulder to look at what everyone is possibly starring at but found absolutely nothing.
Yep! They are definitely gawking at me. Now that i think, i might have been a thousand times happier when I was the 'nerdy amelia'.
Geez! How does kim Kardashian put up with so much attention?!

The crowd of students look absolutely dumbstruck. I wish i could pause this moment and zoom in a their astounded faces. Priceless!
Some were in the middle of conversations but stopped to stare at me with their mouth hanging open and eyes ready to pop out of their sockets.
Even simon looked up his phone for the first time.

Just then i hear something like a choking pig and i turn around to see lucas spitting his water out on Chloé who kicks him in the family jewels. The dude is gasping for air. People are patting his back but he looks like he's gonna die from oxygen deprivation seriously.

I take out my sunglasses in slow motion but it slips from my grip and i find myself fidgeting with it until i am juggling and at the same time struggling to catch it before it falls and clashes my 'supposedly awesome' entry.

My hair billows with every step I make until a whirl of wind rushed through the hallway blowing it like grass in a storm and whipping it on my face, almost blinding me in the process and choking me to death by forcing some of my hair into my mouth.

By the time I swipe my hair off my face and pull some of the strands out of my mouth, I catch glimpse of a banana peel sprawled on the ground but it was too late.

Next thing i know, I'm slipping in slow motion with my hands wiggling out frantically until I fall into someone's arms. Strong arms.

His emerald hypnotizing green eyes holds me captive, boring into brown ones. I had gotten rid of my glasses and wore contacts instead and it felt like it brought my shield down and he could stare right into my soul.