Am I Really A Nerd?

A Chance

~~~Charlotte's P.O.V.~~~

I was sitting at a small circular table in the quiet school library, my face was buried in a worn out book of Romeo and Juliet, when I felt someones eyes burning in the back of my head. My hands start to tremble in fear, my hands tightly griping my book. That someone come around the table I was sitting at and sat right across from me. To nervous to put my book down so I lowering my book ever so slightly, I peak over the edge of the book to see who is. Once I see who it is I return my book quickly to the same position I had it before I glance over.

I am shock when that someone was the new exchange student from London, Tyler. He has dark as the night sky black colored hair with fluff and a little curl that sways so beautifully in the wind. His eyes were icy blue that make you shiver every time you see them. He had perfectly toned muscular body with a bright white smile that was a perfect fix, and he stood a least a foot taller then my 5'4" height. He is what you describe as the swoon-worthy. I have only seen him walking in the halls, or at lunch staring at me. He always hanged out with the popular kids, who claimed him the first day he walked though the doors of Woodside High School.

I am not much of a confrontational person as I have always been a loner not talking to people much. So rather then replying to Tyler, I hover behind my book, attempting to make him leave so I can be left in peace. It did not work unfortunately. He then reaches over and grasps the top of my book and pulled it away from me in a quick, steady motion into his soft yet firm hands.

" You know it is rude not to acknowledge a person when they come up to you," he said with his perfect eyebrows raised and a scowl feature on his face. This made me scowl back at him.

"And did you know it's rude to take my book from my hands and stare at me all the time. If anyone one is rude, it should be you," I responded back in a calm but yet a little bit angry voice. I then folded my arms over my chest. Call my immature but I did not understand why this guys was talking to me in the first place. Maybe it was okay to be rude and disrespectful in London, but here in American it was not.

At my words, he got a confused face and said "Are you even aware of the interest I have for you?" He raise his eyebrows once again and tried to read my face. I just let out a hysterical laugh.

"Interest? You mean stalker or at least border line starker, right? I mean come on how did I not notice?" I said and kept laughing at him after I said that.

Once I finished laughing he frown, shaking his head and looking away with disapproval. "I never intended for you to feel like I was a stalker. I am very sorry for the inconvenience . It's just... well you see,.... that.... um..... I find you one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen." he says quickly lowering his head so I only catch a glimpse of the passion in his eyes with his last sentence he spoke.

My heart then skips a beat at the words he just spoke. He was so passionate with what he said but so scared to confess what he felt for me. But I thought this must be a joke right, this can't be true, this can't be real? I was like come on, I am nothing compared to him. He is so different compared to me. He was the completed opposite of what I am. Why would he even want to notice me, how did he notice me?

"B-but how? W-why me? There are so many other girls that go to this school that would be a better fit. T-they would surely fit your standards then me. A-and anyways you would not want to be seem with the nerd of the school, me." I said stuttering almost the whole time I was speaking. I look down trying to avoid eye contact with him, and playing with my fingers while calming myelf down.

Tyler continued by asking "Why do you say that, Ms. Charlotte Parkwell?"

"I am the nerd and your... you the swoon-worthy of the school. Our labels keep us separated like peasants are from the royals." I stated with a passion in my voice and not even looking up to speak.

We sat there quietly for a minute at most. He was probably thinking over my words, and also trying to find the right words to use to argue with me. I move my head to see if I could read anything on his face but found nothing. So I put my head back to the same position quickly. When he did speak, his words surprised me.

"You are right." he sighed. my head shot up quickly and my eyes opened so big at what he had said. His eyes were full of emotion I could not tell what emotion was it though. I then opened my mouth then closed it when I did not know what to say. Instead he wasn't finished and continued on. "You are a nerd and so am I. Your blonde. I am a brunette. You are American. I am from London. You are this. I am that. Blah, blah, blah, blah, and blah. Labels are useless when true love is involved. I thought of all people in this school you," he paused then gesturing to my book that is in his hands that he stole. "would have know that. Didn't Romeo and Juliet break the rules just to by with each other because that's how much they loved a each other?" he asked with passion and determination in his voice so that it would try to change my mind.

He really did have a good point. I mean the whole month he has been here he just kept staring at me with those beautiful light blue eyes. He kept leaving hints but I thought it was all a joke because of the labels we have been given over time. But in the end he was right, the labels are useless. Why should they mean anything when we are all human? When I finally came to concession, I looked Tyler right in to those beautiful blue eyes of his and said, "Alrighty then. I will give you a chance."

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A/N: Hi guys!!! Hope you enjoy the first part of my book. Just an FYI this might be a short story I don't know yet, we will see in the end. Well thanks for reading. Now there is this thing I like to call "The Order." This is what you do. First you read the chapter. Then you...

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