Geek versus Nerd

Geek

A/N: I'm really sorry for the late update. Well, I was busy on my studies. It's summer now so I could focus on my stories.

Anyways, sorry for the late update.

Here's the next chapter.

MY STUDENT

"Julie! Delilah!" a high-pitched voice called.

Mia.

I groaned. Her again?

I looked at her and gave her a 'smile'

She smiled at us and I saw that she has company.

'Then what does she want from us?!'

"Can we share a table." she pouted. "Please."

'You look like a duck. Go away and leave us alone!'

"Sure, no problem." Julie grinned at her.

She sat down beside me.

'Ugh! Get away from me.'

And her company, beside Julie. I also noticed that the new student is with them.

"Julie, Delilah, this is Samson."she pointed at Mr. Anderson. "And this is Danny." indicating the other guy.

'So Samson's your name.'

I doesn't match your blank face and robotic expression.

We continued eating lunch.

"Delilah, your student named Samson, right?" Julie asked

"Yup." I answered brightly.

The time ended and once again, that witch, Mia, has managed to grab all Julie's attention. Julie, the witch and Danny chatted while I and Samson remained silent.

I didn't talk to him because I have a feeling he'll just nod. He looks like a snob.

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"So, you met the new student?" Dad asked as we eat dinner.

I nodded.

Mom smiled. "How is he? Is he handsome? Cute? Tall? Short?"

I shrugged. "He's decent, I think." I think he is. He wears polo shirt, slacks and leather shoes. His hair is fixed and he stands straight.

Mom rolled her eyes. "Disciplined. Hmm... forget about that! This is your last year in high school. Have fun! Have a boyfriend at least!" she said.

"No boyfriends." dad stated.

"No boyfriends." I agreed. "A distraction and it will just prevent me to concentrate in studies and I'll never graduate Valedictorian."

"Ugh! You're such a nerd. Just like your father." mom groaned. "High school supposed to be the best time of your life. I remember mine. Every hot guy, I used to f-"

"Diane!"

"Mom!"

Dad and I hissed at her. We both hate hearing dirty words.

"What?" mom asked innocently. "I was about to say follow, you know, stalk. You dirty rascals." she chuckled. "I got you there."

Dad and I groaned at the same time.

Typical of mom. She fooled us once again.

"Back to the first topic." mom said. "Delilah, how does the new student look?"

I continued eating. "Black hair, average height, wears glasses, white..." I trailed.

"Seriously Delilah." she glared at me.