Geek versus Nerd

Geek

COMPETITION?

Many months has passed and Samson and I are still not in good terms.

I admit, he's easy to teach but ugh! I can't help but be frustrated at his attitude.

'What does he have against me?'

I have no problem of him ignoring me, but I want to be somehow be friends with him.

It does not help that Mia and 'her friends' decided us during lunch EVERYDAY. Which is why I am forced to be friends with Samson.

That Mia has been a problem since she joined us. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her.

But I can't let her know that. She's so dumb. She thinks I like her.

And speaking of Mia, there she is. Running towards me. Alone.

Oh god. Help me.

"Del!" Mia squealed as she ran towards me.

'So annoying.' It took a lot of self control to prevent myself from covering my ears.

"Mia, hi!" I smiled at her. "Why are you so happy?"

"You won't believe what happened." she said excitedly.

"What happened?" I asked, matching her excitement, which is really hard cause I'm not interested.

She giggled and squealed again. "Do you remember James?"

'James?'

'Who's James?'

"My crush, remember?"

'Oh! Now I know.'

I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, a lot has been bothering me. You know, exams."

"It's okay. I understand." Mia said, rolling her eyes.

What is her problem?!

"So speaking of James, he and I are..."

And I stopped listening and just smiled when she smiles.

Midterms came. And I did my very best. Results came, and I got high scores, like what I expected.

But the subject I'm aiming to perfect is Filipino.

I live in a country where Filipino is the main language. It will benefit me if I have a high score in it.

After all, it's grades.

I went to my class. Unfortunately, I saw Samson who is also going on the same class.

But I won't let him ruin my mood.

The class started like the usual. Ms. Quizon greeted us in Filipino, and she started talking about the results.

She said that only one got A+. I prepared myself as she called the name.

"Samson Anderson."

Samson Anderson.

What?! Samson got A+! He got the grade I was aiming for?!

No! No no no no! It can't be. It's impossible! He... Why didn't I see that coming?! He's a devil. He's evil! He's planning to steal my reputation.

I gasp in realization. That's why he hates me. I'm so stupid!

I heard whispers as he stood up to get his paper.

"Congratulations Samson. You're very smart."

'No!'

I gripped my pen to prevent myself from screaming.

"Delilah Wilkinson. Congratulations. You got an A."

The other students looked at me with pity as I get my paper.

I stared at it. All I want is to tear it.

"Delilah... Are you okay?" my seatmate asked.

"Do I look okay! I am the smartest student in this class and that 'Samson' is trying to steal my throne! Now tell me, DO I LOOK OKAY?"

But of course, I didn't say that. Instead, I smiled and nodded.

"Of course. It's just an exam. There are a lot more coming." I answered.

She returned the smile. "You're so kind. Oh, and by the way, I hate him. He's such a snob. By the way, I'm Jean."

'Oh, Jean. I like you already.'

I giggled at her statement. "Hi Jean, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Delilah. Though I know you, I never get to talk to you personally. You are my idol. Don't let him get to you." she said, with a wink.

'Oh Jean. You're my new best friend.'

We stopped talking as Ms. Quizon continued distributing papers.

I can't help but think about my exam results.

That new student!

I glared at Samson and he returned it with a mocking smile.

Oh you...

I gave him a smile so he won't be satisfied.

'Calm down, Delilah.' I said to myself while taking a deep breath.

It's just one subject. It's just one test. There will be others.

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Lunch came. I can't help but be in a foul mood, so I just kept quiet.

Like the usual, Mia,and Danny are busy in a conversation. Julie is absent. It's another thing that pissed me. My day is ruined, and my best friend is not there for me. What's worse, is I have to eat with the guy who cause me to be in a foul mood. I just sat there, just thinking how unfortunate I am, to have a seat across Samson.

He just ate happily, while I stared daggers at him.

"Thanks for tutoring me. Though I could've achieved those grades without you." he said, with a mock smile.

Oh look! The guy talks! I knew there was something in him. He can't possibly be 'just quiet'.

Of course, I returned his mocking smile with a fake smile on my own. "Your welcome. Congratulations, by the way." I spat the last word. I don't need to fake my kindness. He had enough, and that's it.

He smirked, but I showed him that it didn't affect.

"Thanks. I can't wait for the next exams. I am very confident." he said each word so slowly, enunciating each syllable as a threat.

I scoffed.

'Do you think I'm scared?'

"Yes. Me too. I'm so excited. I am very confident that I'll achieve high grades. After all, no one could be me." I answered, cooly to show him I am not affected with his threat.

He leaned on the table. "Are you sure, 'Delilah'?" I am sure he said my name with bitterness.

Now it's my turn to smirk. "Yes, I am. 'Samson'." I copied the way he say my name in disgust.

"Good luck in trying, Wilkinson."

"I will not try it. I will make sure of it. Oh and you might want to wish yourself luck. You might need it. Anderson."

I will make sure of it. Do your best, Samson, but I will make sure you know your place. No one has ever beat me and no one even dared to. I am the smartest in this school. Nobody dares to steal my throne.

Nobody.

Prepare for revenge, Samson. Prepare.

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Nerd: 1

Geek: 0

Whoops, there it is.

Aaaaand the games begin. My the odds be in your favor.

Sorry again for the late update.

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