Wystwood High only ever announced the highest student which since he got there, remained Alexandra Parker, who he had entered a love hate relationship with.
Not that they ever spoke, but he hated the fact she topped him and loved the fact no one actually knew he was smart, thanks to her.
Though that didn't mean shit now, because he knew he was going to be valedictorian and when he got on the stage, would flip all the stupid idiots a finger and watch them gape at him like the fools they were.
Thinking of it brought a pleasing smile to his face, causing him to let out a small chuckle before he drove out of his house and to the road.
First, he picked his girlfriend, Alia Hooper. Queen Bee of Wystwood High and couldn't recall an element to save her life. Literally, point a gun to her head and ask her what she breathed in and she'd definitely answer, 'air'.
Next was his buddy, a guy called Abel Holland who always smoked weed and never had the sense to get a cologne that could cover the smell, thereby getting himself in trouble which Paris had to sort out. All the time.
And Eleanor Fitzgerald, who everyone just called Elle cause why not?
Some german girl that liked to stare at nothing and stay silent, but he knew she was stupid. She had been his chem partner once and heard her ask him if she was in her drama club and they were having a Frankenstein play.
As usual, he laughed and kissed his girlfriend, swallowing down an unhealthy amount of lipgloss, chatted with Abel about some new sneakers that just got shipped in next week, and ignored Elle.
They got to school and as always, he wrapped his arm around her waist and walked in, most of the people in the hall smiling and waving at them, staring at them like they were godsent.
Not that he blamed them. He was.
Eventually, they all went their separate ways, Abel following him to his class (because they shared all their classes. It was ridiculous.) And after some periods, had a class with his arch nemesis.
Alex Parker.
As always, she was seated erect, head staring straight at the wall until it was twelve pm and walked out of the class, even though a teacher was in.
And surprisingly, no one ever stopped her.
There was nothing spectacular about her anyway, except perhaps the way her dark skin gave a weird lustre off. It was obvious she was trying to stay out of sight but that seemed impossible.
And her eyes. Unlike the other mindless zombies in school, they seemed sharp, calculating. Like she knew more than she dressed like which said a lot because Alex didn't dress like much.
She wore baggy clothes sometimes, and when she felt like, wore slimming ones but didn't stop her from being noticeable though.
Yet, everyone avoided her. He understood that, she was a nerd, nerds were always in every school. There was nothing he could do about that but no one even bullied her.
They just acted like she wasn't there and she, just floated around the school like she wasn't either.
Since Paris moved there in his second year of highschool, he couldn't exactly say he knew anything about her since everyone went all hush hush on her name, but he knew a little.
In freshman year, Alexandra Parker was everyone's candy. All the boys wanted her, and she was supposedly Alia's best friend (the whole thought of them together made him feel extremely sick.) But one day, she suddenly stayed apart from her and everyone, becoming the Ultimate Nerd.
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The Jock, The Nerd and The Geek
Teen FictionThe Jock: Paris Holmes, also known as Hermes. The most popular boy in all of Wystwood High who everyone hates to love. Pros: is an exceptional basketball player, but one of the top ranking students with excellent grades and a pretty face to top it...
