In your average nerd book, you always have these four things,
1. you have glasses
2. you have a bully
3. No one likes you
4. You some how get the bad boy
so I'm adding one more to the mix,
5. You have an attitude
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Once I finished, Liam and I switched. I went in to brush my teeth and he went out to change. I then grabbed my keys and my bag, making it downstairs. Today, I was going to study alone. I don't study well with people surrounding me.
I got a table that faced a window. I love the view. Plugging my headset in and pulling out my textbooks, I start writing stuff down on sticky notes. I was listening to Nial Horan, This Town. I love how meaningful the song is. His voice is great and he is kinda cute!
Something tapped my shoulder, "Can I have this seat?" I saw a guy around my age. He had black glasses and a blue button up shirt on. He has radiant blue eyes and floppy brown hair. He was gesturing to the seat next to me.
"Yeah," I scooted over and continued to work. I noticed he had the same textbooks as me. He was also left handed. Pulling my attention from him, I went back to my note taking. I knew Matt would need them after I was done.
🤓Marcus
The girl next to me was packing up. She is in my mathematics class. She seemed to be intelligent, but didn't want to venture out to people that weren't in her friend group. I minded my business and waited for her to leave, So I could sit in the middle. Once she was gone, I scooted to where she sat and pulled out my laptop. I have this huge project in my economic class. My professor must hate us.
Half way done with my essay, I saw this creamy white wallet laying underneath the table. It got me curious, so I picked it up and opened it.
Anahita M. Lynn. Age 18. Blonde. Female. Room 213 in the left wing. Economic major. Birthday 2/14/1998. Freshman.
So her name is Anahita. I closed her wallet and stuffed it into my back pocket. I sat down and continued my project.
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"Maybe her?" Jazz pointed to a girl with red hair, but had her shorts barely cover her ass.
"No," We we're walking to the cafeteria. I was starving. After studying, Jazz dragged me out to the mall. We spent there for two hours, waiting for Jazz to buy a pair of fucking heals for our dad's business party.
"Her?" She pointed to a girl that was clinging onto a guy.
"She's obliviously dating him Stupid," I got into line and pulled out my wallet, "what do you want?"
"A strawberry smoothie!" She jumped up and down in excitement. I rolled my eyes and paid for our order. Jazz's smoothie came out in a second, but I ordered a fruit bowl. She was already halfway done.
"You're going to get a brain freeze," she kicked me in the shin and pouted. She is defiantly immature.
"I'm going to the restroom! Wait for me," she left me her smoothie and ran off. Soon my number was called and I grabbed my fruit bowl. I found a table and my eyes wandered the building. I recognized a few people and I didn't for some.
