Not Your Cliche Nerd
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  • Reads 169
  • Votes 11
  • Parts 6
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Aug 09, 2015
"Your a nerd, not some popular bitch. You shouldn't be worrying about this kinda crap!" He growls harshly.

Right at that moment, I just want to run to my room and pretend none of this is happening but I find the strength to say something.

"Are you fucking kidding me Alex! In case you haven't noticed, you just said you cheated on me!" I whisper scream, being careful not to draw any unwanted attention to us.

"Oh look, the goody two shoes swears," He states, feigning shock and surprise, even though he knows I actually swear quite a bit. His famous smirk returns to his face now, which instead of giving me the butterflies, makes me want to vomit. 

He promised! My conscience tells me. You trusted him and what's he doing now? For once in my life, I actually listen to it.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt me," I whisper, my voice comes out shaky and barely audible. I give him a death glare before turning on my heel and strutting off.

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I'm Katherine but everyone calls me Kath for short. You could say I'm pretty; with dark brown hair and green eyes. I play tennis and do cheerleading but I also like reading and doing my work like all nerds. Let's just say I'm not your typical, cliche nerd. This is my story after I found myself falling for the bad boy who supposedly also fell for me. I know, I know! Cliche right? Well, haven't you ever wondered what happened to the cliche couple? Well this is my story... Except I don't think it will remain cliche any longer.
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