Not Your Average Nerd

Not yet, beautiful

"No i don't. I want to scream." He laughs and grabs the white bandage, wrapping it around my knuckles enough times so it was thick. He steps away from me. "There. All done." I hop off the counter and lean my back agaisnt it, staring up at him in wonder. "How'd you know how to do that?" He scoffs and smirks. "It's not that hard. Just common sense."

"Well thanks... You can leave now." He furrows his eyebrows. "Seriously? That's all I get for fixing your hand?" I nod and unlock the door, dragging him to my room.

"Go." I say, pointing to the balcony. He glances at it, then at me. "Really? Your serious?" I nod and push him towards the glass doors by his back. "Yes, really." I cross my arms and give him a death glare. Warning him that if he didn't get out now, he wouldn't see tomorrow.

He sighs and smirks. "Fine," He then leans forward really quick and kisses my cheek, leaving me frozen in my spot. He then laughs and runs out my balcony doors, running and jumping over the edge, onto his. He then turns and waves to me. "Goodnight, shortcake!"

He winks at me before shutting the door and I see no more of him.

My cheek still stung from where his lips had touched my skin. I close .y eyes and clentch my fists, trying to calm myself. What did he just do?

That fucking bastard

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"Aaron!" I hear Fiona's cheery voice and smile when I see her running towards me in a small yellow sundress with matching slip on's. While I'm just in my joggers, co verses, and white ADTR (A Day To Remember. Its a band.) shirt.

"Hey Fiona. You seem cheery." She nods. "I am! We're going to another party! And this time it's an actual party. With drinking and everything." Drinking? I'm not sure that's good for me. I could do so much stupid shit if I'm drunk. And get into trouble. And I've already pissed Andrew off. So getting into more trouble would just piss him off mo-....

I smirk and nod. "I'm all in for it." She claps and jumps up and down. "Yay! I won't make you dress up this time. And-"

I hear a pitchy female laugh and turn my head to see a familiar red head walking towards us. I Internally groan.

Scarlet.

She walks towards us and raises an eyebrow at Fiona. "I don't remember inviting a loser like you." Oh great... So its her party? Wonderful.

Fiona instantly frowns and puts her head down, letting her frizzy curls cover her face. I furrow my eyebrows, mad. I then clentch my fists and turn to Scarlet. "You have no right to talk to her like that. Sorry, but your not perfect." Her eyebrows shoot into her hair. "Excuse me? And who are you suppose to be?"

Isn't she the one that threatened me my first or second day? Um... Dumbass much?

I take a daring step towards her. "I'm suppose to be the girl to knock you into your place."

She laughs, unamused. "Your not scary at all. Just some fake bitch than Aidens interested in this week. Next week he'll been on some other girl."

I cross my arms. "I don't give a damn. Aiden isn't my problem. And I don't like him, so don't even start with that shit. Leave Fiona alone. She hasn't done anything to you."

She rolls her eyes and opens her lip stick covered lips to say something, but then looks behind me and fake smiles. "Hey Aiden! I was just looking for you!" Still mad, I turn and see Aiden standing only a few inches behind me, a hard stare on Scarlet.

"Scarlet. Are you giving them a hard time?" She furrows her eyebrows confused, and laughs humorously, confused. "Um... Why do you care? It's none of your business what I do. You've never cared before so-"

"Because they're my friends. And I don't mess around when it comes to my friends." She scoffs. "Aiden!"

Aiden steps up beside me and wraps an arm around mine and Fiona's shoulders. He still has a hard glare pointed at her. "You should go Scarlet. Your not wanted here." Her jaw is on the floor and she doesn't say anything for a few seconds. She then screams in activation and points at me. "This is all your fault!" Then stomps away in her stilletoes.

I shake my head and pull off Aidens arm. I cross my arms and glare at him. "I had that handled." I spat. He smirks and lets go of Fiona, mimicking my stance. "No you didn't. You wanted to hit her. And you would have within seconds if I didn't step in. And we can't have you hurt your fist again, can we?"

I roll my eyes. "Whatever. I could've beaten her. All you had to do was give me five minutes." He smirks and steps towards me, leaning down so his lips were right beside my ear. "Not yet, beautiful." I gasp and don't get to hold it back before it escapes. Aiden laughs and stands there a couple more seconds before walking away.

I stand there in shock, not moving a muscle.

No... Fucking way...

Aiden is the mystery boy... The one I danced with.

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I'm pretty sure everyone saw that coming, right? It almost all stories its like that. But hey, what can I say?

I love you guys! I know I say it a lot but I just don't want you guys to forget it! Stay awesome and keep reading!

√•JORDAN•√