Geek versus Nerd

Geek

IDIOT MOVE

I didn't mean it. I really don't mean to do it. I wasn't aiming for his head.

Coach Sangster blew his whistle.

I just hit Samson with a basketball and he passed out.

Did I really hit that hard? Wow! I'm making a progress in sports.

Everyone gathered around him. Some are worried, some just want something to gossip about.

I quickly ran to him and went with Coach Sangster as he carried him to the clinic.

"What happened to him?" the nurse, who is a blonde, asked coach. I think she's mid-thirties.

He placed Samson on the bed. "A ball hit his head and he passed out. Is it bad?"

The nurse shook her head. "He's probably tired." she turned to look at me. "Are you his girlfriend?"

"No!... Er...no. I'm the one who accidentally hit him with a ball." I answered, emphasizing the word 'accidentally'. Why can't I answer properly?

"I'm their P.E. teacher." Coach Sangster said.

The nurse nodded and took an ointment.

"Where is he hit?" she asked, opening the it.

I told her and she applied some on the mentioned part.

"I'm really sorry, coach. I didn't m-"

Coach Sangster shook his head. "I know. You didn't mean it, did you?"

I gave him a nod. "Of course, not. "

He faced the nurse. "I'll leave now. Ms. Wilkinson?"

I looked at Samson, then back to Coach. "I should accompany him."

"So, it's okay if I leave you, right? I still have a class and-"

I cut his explaination, smiling. "Don't worry, coach. I can handle this."

He nodded and ran back to the gym.

I was left alone with Samson.

I sighed, sitting down. It's a really good thing that the next period is reccess.

Good luck to Mia and Danny finding them.

What about Julie? Oh right, she'll assume I was in the library and go with Mia.

I just sat there, reading something in my phone. Actually it's a textbook that I installed.

Specifically, Filipino.

I read the next chapter of Florante at Laura and tried to understand it.

Soon, I got bored. Why isn't he waking? Did I really hit that hard?

Why did I have to throw the ball at him? Is it because of anger? I really don't remember.

I kept trying to tell myself that he deserved it, but guilt is eating me.

What should I do now? Say sorry? How am I supposed to do that? I'm not used to this. I barely make a mistake.

I feel like an idiot. This isn't supposed to be hard, right?

I don't know why I'm too worked up with this. A simple sorry could solve it, perhaps I want to appear sincere.

"Delilah, you're smart. Think." I muttered.

Now I'm talking to myself. Maybe I could just leave. He's my rival anyway, so why bother?

But then, there's guilt. Hm... What could I do?

'Aha! I've got an idea!'

I texted Julie.

Me: Hi! Jules, if you're looking for me, I'm in the library. Just preparing for a quiz. Need to keep my good grades. Do you happen to know how to make an apology without looking fake?

I pressed send. Lying to her was my best excuse. Wouldn't want them barging in the clinic anytime now.

Julie: HI! IT'S MIA!!! :-P Julie's buying sme food... DID U SEE SAMSON?!?!?! We cnt fnd him :(((

P.S. Y do u nd an apology????

Now she's reading Julie's messages. Does the word privacy and silence even in her vocabulary?

I doubt that.

She doesn't even know how to spell?

I rolled my eyes. So loud. What's with the emoticon? It's not really neccessary. I feel like I'm hearing her voice. I sighed and replied.

Me: He's also in the library. Could you give the phone to Julie?

See? As simple as that. No need for caps lock and too many punctuations.

My phone beeped for a notification.

Julie: Sure. xxxxxxx

Soon, another message was received.

Julie: Hi there, Del. So you asked about making an apology? Why?

Of course, I already thought of the perfect excuse. It's not that hard, considering I'm smart.

Me: It's an essay. Advanced Literature. I have no idea how to make an apology, because I never said one. It's simple. For example, you accidentally bumped someone.

I made the subject Advanced Literature, since she's not taking it.

It took a while before they sent back another message. I read their suggestions. Some I found funny, but others are too cheesy. It's not like I was apologizing for someone important.

I kept reading, until a particular one got my attention. She also sent how I should say it.

'Appear guilty' I suppose.

Smiling to myself, I started memorizing it.

Of course, with feelings.

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He woke up, rubbing his forehead and wincing as he did. I gave him ice from the nurse and he took it.

'Not even a thanks?' How typical.

He dabbed it on his forehead. Then he looked at me?

"What are you doing here?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

His tone made me contemplate if I should apologize or not.

I'm puzzled.

Without a doubt.

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A/n: Sorry if it's short. It's just a filler chapter and I want to write Delilah's apology in Samson's POV, so it'll be in the next chapter.

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