Nerd? or a Model?

Chapter Four

"We had a deal Nerd." He said amused. "Well, i don't remember it Jerk."      "Well, too bad cause you're coming with me after school to clean my room." He said and leaving no room for arguments when he walked away.

"What the hell was that?" Asked Amy, once we turned around to walk to the lunchroom. "I have to clean his room." I said grumpily. I quickly explained what happened, she looked at me shocked. "It's all Mr.Ian's fault." She snapped but then gave me a sweet smile and said "Well, i think you're gonna have a blast."

"C'mon Nerd." He motioned to his yellow Ferrari. I miss my red Ferrari. I glared at him and stomped to the passenger seat. That jerk actually snickered in amusement.

"Later guys." He told his friends and entered the car. He quickly exited the school parking lot and sped off to his house. Once we reached a highway, he stepped on gas. I buckled my seat belt and prayed for my life. The car's passing by we're just blurs, red cars, blue cars, white cars, black cars, Rainbow blurs.

"SLOW DOWN!! WE'RE NOT RACING YOU KNOW?!?!" I screamed, as he was speeding between cars. Cars honked at us, hell i'm not blaming them i would've called the cops to catch the mental driver who would ruin the beautiful car if he crashed.

And his beautiful face.

He laughed.

He actually Laughed.

Yeah, I'm smashing that beautiful face of his, With my fist.

"PULL OVER!" I demanded. He looked at me in confusion.

"PULL OVER OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL RIP YOU'RE BALLS OFF!" I yelled. He came to a halt, making my head smack on the window.

"Ow!" 

I glared at him "You either drive well or i'll drive." I growled. Cars honked at us even more since we stopped in the middle of the road.

He rolls his eyes irritated. "Fine." He huffed and began to drive.

Annoyingly slow.

He looked at me, his left hand on the steering wheel while the other was carleslessly laid on the armchair. His signature smirk curling on his pink plum lips once he saw the deadly glare on my face.

Cars sped pass us, some even rolling down their windows and yelled at us.

"Better?" He asked, obviously thinking i was about to tell him to speed up.

Well, I'm so not giving him the satisfaction. I leaned back on the seat, closed my eyes and smiled. "Better." I bit back my smirk when i heard him huff and speed off.

Driving like a human being this time.

He opened the door to his house, and i immediately smelt cookies..

Delicious, smelling cookies.

Cookies that makes you wanna run to the kitchen, stuff them all in your bag, go home and eat those mother freaking cookies all alone.

Probably dipping some in milk, too.

"MOM! Im home!" He yelled, i heard footsteps come into the hall and we were greeted by a women who looked to be in her mid 30's. She had brown curly hair that went a little down her shoulder, she was short, about 5'3. She also had beautiful blue eyes and a warm smile on her face.

The smile seemed to get bigger when her eye's locked with mine. "And who's this lovely lady?" She asked, her voice was so delicate and soft. I felt heat rush up to my cheeks, even though she was probably just being polite. I mean, i am full of pimples, I'm wearing glasses and braces.