Not My Type

Nerd?

I just don't see it. How could this girl be a 'nerd' or a 'loser'? Like I can't make the connection. So I decided to do some digging. I looked into her Facebook albums, there was one album that said cosplay? What is that? I click on the folder and it had a plethora of photos of her in different costumes. Some I noticed like Poison Ivy and Wonder Woman. But others I had no idea. She had a really hot one of her in a full body suit as cat woman. With her body, I'm not surprised! Is this her nerdy stuff? Or is there more to it? I see her laughing with my cousin and some friends. I mean I know how I'm a huge nerd about Marvel characters, but what is cosplay. I look up the definition and it says: cosplay- the practice of dressing up as a character from a movie, book, or video game, especially one from the Japanese genres of manga and anime.
  Hm. I guess it's kinda like Halloween in a sense, dressing up in characters and fictional beings of sorts. She looks so different in in these photos, still attractive, but it's almost beautiful. Especially the armor work I see.
"Hey." I look over my shoulder, shit it's Ria.
"Hey." She comes around and sits by me. I gulp. Did she see me looking at her Facebook?!
"So..."
"So."
"I haven't gotten really a good chance to talk to you." I say to her. I hope I don't sound weird.
"Yah I know. I'm trying to talk to everyone."
"Yah my aunts love to talk."
"Yah my family is the same way."
"Yah?"
"Yah. But your family seems more happy I guess then mine."
"What do you mean?"
"You know everyone talking joking around and there for each other. It's cool to see."
"Is your family not like that?"
"No. They are like high school kids, starting drama. We still love each other, but not in this way."
"I guess I've never thought of it. This was just my family ya know? You help everyone and no matter what family comes first." She nods and smiles.
"How did you and Cynthia meet?"
"We met freshman year and have been the best of friends since. I love her to bits."
"That's cool."
"Yah I love her to death."
"How is school for you two?"
"It's pretty good. I'm taking some art classes this year and I'm loving every second of it."
"You an artists?"
"Yah in a way. I draw a lot of comic like people but I love working with paint and different colors and I love art in some of the simplest forms."
"What is some of the simplest forms?"
"Painting and drawing mostly. But mostly looking at animals and humans in there most valuable and I guess you can say natural state."
"Do you draw and paint people naked?"
"Yes. Mostly to learn the anatomy.., but I won't get into it. I know it can be really boring to talk about."
"No please keep talking." She looks at me with a surprised expression. I'm almost surprised at myself. I have never been so intrigued by someone before. I don't know why either.
"Do you like art?"
"Never got really into it, but the way you talk about it is so beautiful."
"Well thank you."
"Your welcome. Now please tell me about this whole anatomy thing." She giggles and starts telling me about how she would draw different parts of the human body. She would draw it from every angel. And then she would shade it a curtain way depending on the style she was working on.
"I'd love to see your art work sometime."
"Well you should come to my school next Saturday. We're having an open gallery."
"Maybe I will." I say. I sincerely mean it too. How is this girl so interesting? What is it about her?
"So are you with anyone?" I ask her. I don't know why it just slipped my mind.
"Um.. Well I'm kind of in a 'it's complicated' type situation. You know?"
"Yah. Yah. I understand. Is he a nice guy?"
"Yah but I've never really liked him."
"Then why are you with him."
"Family."
"Oh..was it arranged."
"No not really. It's more or less on the lines of racist family members."
"Oh...wow. I'm sorry to here that."
"Don't be it's not your fault...it's not even my parents. It's my grandparents and aunt and uncles. It's ridiculous."
"Yah it sounds like it. Are...you?"
"Racist? God no! I don't think that at all. I look and see just beautiful people, I never cared about race."
"Then why care what your family thinks?"
"Disownment."
"Have you ever tried."
"Yes. Least to say it didn't end well. But I don't wanna talk about it. It's not that important." I just nod. I look at her face and see a deep pain and sadness. And I wonder how much she must of liked that boy. Did they have to break up against there will? It makes me sad for this girl I barely know.
"I'm sorry you have that."
"It's fine. I'll figure it out I guess one day. But enough of me. What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Tell me about yourself." She says with a laugh.
"Well..I play football at my school and it's cool. The team is pretty cool. Um..I don't know. I'm not used to talking about myself."
"It's ok don't worry about it. So do you have like a favorite team?"
"Sports? Yah. I love to watch the Madrid games."
"Cool. Spain correct?"
"Sí."
"Do you only play football or do you play soccer as well?"
"I wish I could play soccer. But I chose football over it. But man I miss that soccer field so much."
"Ah."
"But out of school I used to be on a team, but it doesn't start till later this year."
"Ah. I see."
"Yah. Did you ever play sports?"
"When I was younger. I played soccer for a couple years. Never the best at it though."
"What position?"
"Defense. You?"
"Offense."
"Cool."
"why didn't you continue to play?"
"Wasn't my thing. I loved to dance more then anything. I miss it terribly."
"You dance?"
"Yah. But I got too busy I had to give it up."
"Awe I'm sorry."
"It's ok."
"Did you have a favorite style of dance?"
"Hip Hop or Contemporary. I could never choose because both were so much fun."
"Sweet. Maybe you could show me some moves sometime?"
"Of course! I'm always up to dance." I laugh. I wonder if she is really all that good. I mean I wouldn't be surprised because she has got the body to move. We continue to make conversation for about another hour. Discussing school, family, and just cracking up jokes. I even talked to her about all the marvel shit I'm into, witch is pretty cool that she is into that kinda stuff.
"Ri!!" My cousin comes up to her.
"Hey what's up?"
"Nothing much just tired. David, you being nice."
"No. Not at all!" We all laugh at the very present sarcasm.
"Where's your boy?" My cousin asks her.
"Couldn't come."
"Qué?"
"I don't know."
"We can talk about it later."
"Yah for sure. I'll be right back." She leaves and goes to the bathroom.
"How have you been David?"
"Eh. My girl broke up with me."
"Yah I heard! What the hell happened?"
"Ah..she cheated on me."
"Man I told you! You knew she was a little skank!"
"I know."
"Then why the hell did you stay with her?"
"Honestly because it was easy. It's familiar, normal."
"Well maybe you need a challenge. Go for someone completely different."
"Yah and who the hell am I gonna find that's like that. You know how all the girls at my school are."
"Well go for Ria."
"Doesn't she have a boyfriend?"
"It's not real. It's all a show for her family. She is so not happy. Like I see it when she is with him, she ain't herself at all. But when she was talking to you, her whole demeanor changed."
"Nah." She playfully hit me on the shoulder.
"I'm not playing. After being rejected for being with a Latino boy, she has just tried to keep her family happy."
"Yah she talked about it a bit."
"Yah. Seriously, the boy wasn't you know 100% great or anything, but he did like her a hell of a lot. But he has moved on, but I see her looking at him from time to time. It sucks, because I see the way she was looking at you, and she just had a spark."
"You think so?"
"I know!"
"Well what about her family?"
"Well, if comes to be y'all may have to figure that out."
"Yo! I didn't say I was gonna date her!"
"But you didn't say you wouldn't." True. How do I feel about this? There is a connection but I don't know how I feel about it yet. I'm not gonna use her for rebound, but I also don't know about family. Maybe I'll get her number, that way I can know her better.