General X Readers Romance

Jock!M x Nerd!F [Fluff]

Note: This story is written in the first person. If I decide to go to third person I'll probably just stick to that then. However, today I felt like writing in first person.

I hope you enjoy this story and let me know what other type of guys you'd like to see written so I can try to come up with stories for.

Either way, enjoy the story!

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I was walk towards school like usual. I didn't really have much of a precence in the school since I kept to myself. I just didn't see the point in having friends when the point of school was to study and graduate. Socializing wasn't something I was told is needed a requirement in my life. I guess, you can say I was never taught how to "have fun" in my 18 years of life. I only did things for the grade.

Back to the topic at hand, I was walking towards school as usual. Passing every student in the halls of the vast school and approached my locker. That's strange though, there was someone else there. Usually, the lockers are assigned to students at the beginning of the year. I didn't have a student assigned to the locker beside me, especially since I was towards the end of the group of lockers aligned to the wall. I chose to just ignore this as he may have just confused his locker with the empty one next to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him turn to me. "Excuse me, I need a little help." I turned to him and get a good look at this student.

This boy had hair the shade of milk chocolate and eyes to match. He looked to be a bit fit under his hoodie and t-shirt. He looked down to me from his height and chuckled nervously, "I can't seem to get the lock to unlock even with the code I was given." I looked at him confused as I never seen him before. "Oh, so sorry. I didn't mean to be rude, my name is Zeke. I'm the new transfer student from out of town. I was given this locker today, but I'm not used to these locks. Can you help me unlock it and teach me how to use one of these dial locks?"

'Oh, that's why he's here.' I thought to myself. I moved over to help him and showed him the lock. "To input a code, these locks require you to press down on the bad from the handle twice first. Then you rotate in this order with your four numbers. Clockwise, Counter-Clockwise, Clockwise again, and Counter once more. If you mess up on the number, just press down on the handle twice again to get a clean input." I showed him with his code and pulled down the lock. "You'll feel it unlock once you input your code correctly." I opened his locker and stood aside to let him put his things in. "Try it now while it's on the door. Your locker is unlocked now and you won't run the risk of locking your locker again if the lock is hanging from the door alone."

He looked amazed at the work I did and thanked me. I returned to my own locker and placed all my books in the spots they were designated in. Putting everything in the order of my classes for easier access. "You sound like those instruction manuals, ya know?" I turned to him in response to this comment. "I-I didn't mean that in a bad way though. You just seem really serious when you showed me how to unlock my locker is all."

"Well, it's the best way to instruct someone how to unlock their locker. Isn't it?"

"Yeah, but don't you know like any way to simplify it. Like 'turn the dial right, then left, right, and then left again' would have been easier right?"

"I suppose. Anyway, I must excuse myself to go to my first period." I say as I close my locker after grabbing the appropriate materials and locked it. "Oh, what's your first class?"

"History. With Mr. Hunter."

"Hey, I do too! Mind if I tag along? I don't know the school just yet, so I'll probably get lost."

"Very well, don't lose me then." I proceeded to walk ahead and couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being stared at. Not counting the eyes of the boy following me. I can gather that the other girls were staring at him. More often than not, guys will be popular among girls. Especially the new guys on the block. I approached the classroom at the end of the hall, far from our locker. "Here we are. His class doesn't have assigned seating. So please feel free to choose a seat you are most comfortable with. I recommend the front for better viewing of the board."