Have You Heard? I'm a Nerd. (EDITING)

Ch10: Society

In some movies we witness underdogs conquer the antagonist with a brave feat. I see my life at this moment comparable to that movie or story. Will me, Jess, and Sydney be able to teach the populars a lesson? If we do succeed what next? Will our hard work be for nothing? Are we no better since in reality we're taken them down as they do to us? All these questions swirl around endlessly in my head. Who knows what the future holds, but I hope that everything will be worth it.

I sighed as I closed my red leather notebook and capped my pen. I literally wrote down what I felt. I admit I'm excited, but I just have this bad feeling. Like people always do. Sometimes these bad feelings are warnings. We have our chance to stop but we don't and then we end up stranded and helpless. Gosh, I'm so pessimistic.

Well enough of worrying. I over think things too much. So from now on my concerned thoughts will only be written on pages and not repeating in my mind.

I checked the clock and saw It was 7:25 a.m. Time for school.

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"No, no, no, Jess! We're not sitting at our usual table. Today we are undertaking society." Sydney reprimanded.

"We're starting today?" Jess sounded liked the idea was absurd.

"It's now or never. And what happened to your stuttering?"

Me and Jess shared a knowing look.

"Oh, okay. Don't tell me."

I shook my head and chuckled.

"Today we're sitting at every single table excluding the populars. We're going to get to know everyone in this cafeteria. Jess will be concentrating more on socializing. So I'm thinking we'll head over to the artsy fartsy kids. They're not hard to handle and their fairly nice and outgoing."

We headed over to the artistic group or as Sydney put it "artsy fartsy".

"Jess, you should introduced us. You are the wing man."

Jess nodded then cleared his throat nervously before announcing our presence. "Hey guys! We're a bit bored at our table and we thought, 'hey why not join those cool guys over there?'. I'm Jess, that's Sydney and Tammie. So whaddya say? Can we join ya'll?"

If I were sitting with them I would've thought, "Who are these weirdos?" But surprisingly we were offered to sit down.

"Yeah, it's cool man."

We plopped down in the plastic chairs instantly.

"Rule number one. Shorten the introductions and make it less embarrassing." Sydney hissed.

"Sorry." Jess mumbled back.

"So what makes us cool?" A guy with dread locks asked.

Sydney nudged Jess to signify he should answer the question.

"Uhm, well you're cultural and multi-talented. How many people can imitate Picasso?" Jess complimented.

"Wow, thanks man. I never new we were payed any attention."

The table nodded in agreement. I think we earned their respect.

"Hey, I like your hair style." A girl with pink hair commented to Sydney.

"Oh, thanks the black streak gives it a cool factor I guess."

We talked with the artistic kids for five more minutes before we proceeded to a different group. Every group has its own personality; therefore various approaching techniques are needed. I wonder how this visit will go.