Remember that ungodly creation?

Also known as an alarm clock.

We hate when it goes off, but we hate it even more when you forget to set it.

That is exactly what i did.

And better yet i did it on a Monday.

"Oh Crăp!"

I can't believe i am going to be late!!

I am a Nerd i am not supposed to be late!

I rushed out of my favorite place on earth, aka my bed.

I get tangled in the sheets and fall face first.

Well that wasn't supposed to happen...

I get out of the sheets and rush into my closet and grap the first things I see.

I grap my back pack and glasses and rush out.

"Can't talk, super late, see you later!" I explain to Flora as i pass the kitchen.

"Hurry up and learn something! God knows you need it..." Flora mutters.

"Shut it!" I shout at her outside the door. I rush down to get a cab but on the way i can't help but think i forgot something.

Oh well..

***

I arrive at school and everyone is staring at me.

Me being me i am used to it however this is a different kind of stare.

It is the envy stares and the lust stares which i never get unless i am working.

Well this is akward

I walk into the school building and the same thing happens.

I rush into the bathroom to see if there is something on my face.

I get inside and look in the mirror.

I see a girl with green eyes, wavy brown hair, a pair of fake hot topic glasses, a black crop top, a daisy skater skirt, converses, and no braces...

No braces, green eyes

Wait a minute...

I forgot my Nerd disguise...

Well this should be interesting.

***

"Did you hear? There is a new girl. She is supposed to be hot." Alex informs us. All three of us are at his locker.

"Why would someone transfer here?" Zach asks with curiosity

"To learn something, there is this thing where people come to learn," I rub my chin as if i am thinking hard about something, "I think... I think it's called a school" I say as i hit him up side the head.

"I know that but why here?" Zach says with a "glare"

"I don't really know, it's not like we are in New York or anything." Alex says while throwing his hands in the air. "Oh wait we are!"

"You guys are so mean to me..." Zach mutters. I sling my arm over his shoulders

"You wouldn't want us any other way." I say with a cheeky smile.

Just then a girl rushes out of the bathroom.

"There she is." Alex says while pointing at her.

I examine her, black crop top , daisy skater skirt, converses. She is pretty hot, nice butt that is for sure.

She turns around and i see her face.

High cheek bones, natural face, that is good I guess. Striking green eyes and pearly whites, and these thick glasses, but she makes them work.

Did i say "she makes them work" ?!

Give me a minute while i punch a wall...

Those green eyes though...

I mentally shake my head.

"Damn she is a fineapple." Alex says while eye rapıng her. I shake my head at his "smooth" words

"Fineapple isn't going to work. Just let it go." I tell him.

"But-" He interrupts

"Let it go." I interrupt him while shaking my head no.

"LET IT GO

LET IT GO

CANT HOLD IT BACK ANYMORE!!!!" Zach screams the lyrics to that movie Freezing or something like that.

"SHUT UP!!" Alex and I shout at Zach. He slumps his shoulders.

We turn back towards the girl to see she is gone.

We probably scared her off

I turn my attention towards the guys, to see that Alex is talking to some hot chick while Zach is grabbing his books for class.

"Hey how is your dad?" I ask, while leaning against the lockers.

"Still pretty upset, but I guess it is reasonable." Zach says while pushing a hand through his hair.

"And how are you?" I ask because if I don't he won't tell me.

"Honestly? Still pretty shıtty. I mean it is going to be a year in about a month. I miss her man, I told her everything and now, she's gone." Zach says while fighting back tears.

"I know man, I miss her too. She was awesome, damn good cook too." I tell him.

He chuckles at my answer. "Yeah she was. Hell of a baker too. I would kill to have another one of her chocolate cakes."

I moan at his answer, "Dude that cake gave my tongue an örgasm."

He laughs. "Thanks Jake."

"Yeah no problem." I wave him off.

"No seriously if it wasn't for you and Alex I wouldn't be here in school, so thank you." Zach says.

"Hey, you and Alex helped me alot too. I am pretty sure I would be dead if it wasn't for you guys." I inform him honestly. I would take a bullet for one of those bąstards.

"No problem, hey do guys want to come with me to visit her?" He asks.

"Sure, why not." I shrug just as the bell rings.

***

I leave the rest room and head towards my locker. The entire ride there I get stared at, like I am a goddess or something.

I walk into class and i get stared at again.

Why can't they mind their own business?

"Oh i am sorry are you new?" Mr.Smith asks with an eyebrow raised.

Mr. Smith is a middle aged man, that is, most of the time, very cool. He is the coolest History teacher for seniors, that I am aware of.

He really doesn't know...

"I'm Ava Gomez, I've been going here since Freshmen year." I tell him in a deadpanned voice.

His eyes widen with surprise.

"O-oh have a seat Ms. Gomez" He says while gesturing to my seat.

"Before, everyone gets comfortable, we are getting new seats. The person next to you will also be your partner for this upcoming project."

And he just pointed at my seat for no reason then...

He points at the first desk pair. "Right here is going to be Nate Bonzai and Jessica Summers. Next pair will be Juan Lopez and Mary O'Neal. Third pair will be Jake Russo and Ava Gomez. Fourth pair will be-" Mr. Smith is interrupted by Jake.

"Woah, woah I have to work with her?" He asks while pointing at me.

"Hey, you're not who I want to work with either buddy," I speak up, "I am suffering just as much as you are."

"Doubt it." Jake mutters.

Mr.Smith finally cuts in, "Enough, both of you, unless you want an 0 on this 100 point project that is worth 75% of your grade, I suggest you both suck it up and work with each other."

"She might have rabbis." Jake says while stepping away.

"He might have stupid- oh wait." I say with a tiny smirk. The class laughs at what I say.

I am not going to lie I swelled up with pride right then and there.

"I'll work with him, if he doesn't want Ava." A new voice suggests. I turn to see Heather with her hand up.

I laugh, "Desperate much?"

"Fake much?"

"I am sorry I couldn't hear you over your plastic lips." I make a louder gesture. She covers her lips with her hand.

"That is quite enough now. Thank you Ms. Brayton but their partnership will be fine. Jake and Ava please take your seats."

"Oh shut up, Ava." Jake admits defeat and sits down in his chair. I sit down after him.

"Ok listen up Nerd, you are going to be doing this project all on your own. You can just smack my name on it, ok?" Jake orders while getting way too close.

"First, you are way too close," I state while pushing his face away from me, "Second, fine."

"You are ok with it?" Jake asks.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I ask.

He doesn't have time to respond, because Mr. Smith is done partnering up people and is now going to announce what the project is going to be.

"Ok so this project is going to be on a war. You can either choose between WWI, WWII, the cold war, the civil war, and which ever one you would like. I have emailed each one of you the standards of this project and its due date. For the remainder of class, you and your partner will be brainstorming on which war you both desire."

What Jake doesn't know is that in all of Mr. Smiths partnership projects you turn in two separate papers but with the same concept, just different wording.

A few minutes pass by and the bell finally rings to go to lunch.

As I am walking towards my locker I hear my name get called out.

"Ava!" It is a shriek and I know exactly who it is. I turn around to see Heather with her clones, Jackie and Tracy. Oh the irony.

"How dare you talk like that to me." Heather says while getting in my personal space.

What is up with people and being in my personal space today?

I step backwards, "Girl you need a mint, I can smell the last guy you just súcked."

Her face flares with embarrassment, "You think you are so cool with you brand new attitude, but you know what you are an attention whøre." Heather hisses.

"If anyones the whôre it's you. I am sorry, who just blew a guy just before 3rd period. Who has probably slept with every guy and I am sure a girl in there somewhere." Once I finish my statement, all three of them blush bright red.

Oh hot damn...

"Now, seeing that it is lunch I am going to eat." I turn around to notice we have drawn a crowd.

These people need lives...

I walk into the cafetria to see Jake, Alex, and Zach sitting at my table.

I sit down in my usual spot, "Not to be rude at all but why are you guys here?"

"Well, you are pretty chill, so I decided to sit here, and unfortunately if one of us is here that means all three of us are here." Zach explains.

"Oh that makes sense I guess."

"Damn, Charles won the bet." Shaun mutters.

"Ok..." I mutter.

All of a sudden there is a screech, and we all whip our heads to the source.

"Jesus Becca what's the matter?" I ask she only screeches like that over little things, like Mila Kunis pregnant, Zayn getting married, stuff like that.

"I just realized something! We can wear matching outfits!"

My eyes fill with dread.

No no no

"WE CAN GO SHOPPING!!!" She screams in a whistle tone.

I along with everyone else at the table covers their ears.

"NO NO NO!" I yell back.

"You never want to go, I always have to go with Shaun." She states.

"Uhh hello right here. What is wrong with me?" Shaun asks.

"Nothing hun I just like having a feminine oppinion." She supplys.

"Girl I am gay, what more feminine oppinion do you need?!" He asks incredulously.

"You're gay?" Alex blurts out.

"Yes he is do you have a problem with that?" Becca and I ask in the same deadly tone. Becca may be girlie but she has a mean glare. We both do, and we are both very protective of him.

"Take it back, dude. Take it back." Jake whispers while hitting Alex's arm, and sliding closer away from us, well me.

"No uh, I mean it is a little weird." He doesn't get to finish because I stand up and grab him ny the collar, and bring his face closer to mine.

"You have 3 seconds to run." I let go, and he bolts.

I go after him.

We are in the hallway, and he is just within my grasp when I let out a war like sound and tackle him to the ground.

I flip him so he is on his back. I grab his wrists, straddle him, and put his hands above his head.

I lean my face closer to him.

"You're a fųck boy right? So you have slept with a lot of girls. Nod now." He does as I say.

"So you have felt the attraction to girls right? Anything to get the wood up. Right? Nod now." He does as he is told.

"Now what if you felt the same attraction towards someone else, you wouldn't care right?" He nods slowly.

"So how is that any different to gay people, and lesbians?" I ask.

He looks dumbfounded. "That is what I thought, now before you go talking shıt about them, put yourself in their shoes."

"Ava, this is great, and I totally understand but you're really hot when you're mad, and you're wearing a skirt." He trails off, and that is when I feel something on my thigh.

I let him go and stand up, "You're disgusting."

"You know it." He states with a smirk, and wink.