Unnerd The Nerd

Ch. 2 ♡ The Transformation

"Nerd? It's okay Brennen, you can say it."

"Hey, mini wheats, cheer up!" I shut my eyes and scrunched my nose as he messed with my hair. "I was going to say intellectual superior!"

"I like it. Call me that." I had been trying to get rid of 'mini wheats' ever since he first saw the commercial and decided that's what I ate every morning to make me so smart.

He chuckled, "Anyway, here we are! Pick whatever you want, my treat! But pick fast because we still have your hair and makeup appointment that yours truly managed to get in a matter of days!"

"Hey genius, you're supposed to help me pick out the clothes, remember?" He stopped halfway to the cushioned seat and turned over to me, giving me an almost embarrassed look, almost. "Oh, right!" The next eternity, which he called an hour, was spent picking out clothes he and I thought were worth of my trying on. In other words, we spent an hour arguing over almost half of the items in the store.

At last, we got some choices we somewhat agreed on (and by that I mean he completely chose without asking me) and he sat down, waiting for me to go out and show him every outfit.

"No way." I said, looking at myself in the mirror. They seriously used less and less fabric on skirts nowadays.

"C'mon! And I can do those reactions on the movies where they transform the girl and then I can fall in love with you and have a thousand babies!"

I couldn't help but let out a laugh before sucking up some courage and walked out of the dressing room.

At first, Brennen wasn't even paying attention, but once he was, his eyes looked as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.

"Oh please Brennen, you're exaggerating on your movie guy impressions."

"Wow..," he let out in a breath, causing me to get some weird sensation in my stomach. Even though I hoped it was indigestion, I knew that wasn't it.

I walked back into the dressing room, my face as red as I ever felt it. I shook my head, telling myself to ignore that, and soon enough, a montage of outfits started to happen once both Brennen and I regained our composure.

At last came the oh so dreaded dress. The zipper was impossible to zip up, why do people even wear these things? I felt myself slam into the wall, causing a loud thud as a result of my failed attempt at the zipper.

"Mini Wheats? Did you die?"

"Shut up and help me zip this." I muttered as I opened the door for him.

He chuckled as he stepped inside after a couple of seconds of just staring for some reason, and zipped up the zipper. As he finished, he looked up at the mirror I was facing and looked at me from there.

"Perfect." He breathed out.

I looked away from the mirror, avoiding any more indirect eye contact with him, quickly searching for words to scramble up into a response.

"Hey movie boy, don't go falling in love with me!" I said with the best laugh I could come up with.

"Too late." He let out in another breath.

"What?"

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"I said, um, we're late! I'll go buy the clothes and let her know you're taking that dress too!" And with that, Brennon scurried off. Great, now how was I going to get this zipper back down?

After my thousandth zipper attempt, I finally got out of the disastrous piece of cloth, and off to the beauty parlor.

The thing was, I didn't even know what kind of haircut I was getting, Brennon told me it was a "surprise". After three excruciatingly long hours, I was sent over to makeup.

"Oh no no no! No much make up for you, just little bit! Face is perfect already!" I would have been flattered, if I had not been too busy trying to figure out this guy's accent.

Once finished, he let me take a look in the mirror. For almost a whole minute, I didn't recognize who was in the mirror. I mean, there wasn't a lot of makeup if any, I looked completely different without glasses, not to mention my now half ashy brown hair at the bottom of my dark brown curls.

"Mini Wheats?" I looked over to see a stunned looking Brennen.

"I thought we agreed on intellectual superior."

He chuckled and shook the hand of the guy almost too hard. "Incredible job!"

"Thank you, thank you. Now take girlfriend on nice dinner and smooch, yes?"

We both laughed, not bothering to correct him.

"Definitely." Brennen smiled and after paying the guy, we walked out.

"Hey, you're spending way too much money on me, how much do I owe you? Virginia assigned this task to me anyway, not you."

"Eric Porter stole my girlfriend who I thought I was going to marry, I haven't spent enough money. Besides, if you wanna pay me back, how about a smooch, yes?"

I laughed at his impersonation of the stylist, but was stopped halfway by being lifted off the ground.

"Hey, put me down Brennen!" I could feel people staring at us.

But without saying a word or even listening to me, we walked for about five minutes and stopped at a house.

"Shh. The guys are all waiting for the big reveal." He had finally put me down as he scooted me off so I was right behind him.

As the door opened, Brennen barged into the house. "Presentingggg, the new, the insanely hot, Julianne Mini Wheats Peters!"

I slowly stepped through the door and into the living room consisting of five jaws dropped, and 10 eyes being rubbed to make sure what they were seeing was real.

Dylan was the one to break the silence, "Brennen Davis, you fucking genius."

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